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Izumi took a deep breath as they entered the hospital, his nerves much more on edge than before. There was really no reason for him to be so nervous, it was just Kunihiro they were seeing, not his grandparents or Kasen.

"You okay, Izumi?" Nagasone asked, giving him a soft pat on the shoulder, "You seem more subdued than usual?"

Izumi smiled, "I guess I'm a little nervous.. I just.. I'm just worried he'll be, ya know, different."

"I can understand that," Nagasone replied, "there is a level of fear with having someone important to you ending up in the hospital."

Izumi turned his gaze to the small package in his hands. Was it fear he was feeling?

"You're all here to visit Horikawa Kunihiro?"

"Yes," Nagasone answered, moving to the front of the group to exchange words with the nurse.

It only took a few minutes before they were being ushered past double doors and down a hallway that ran along the east side of the hospital. Kunihiro's room was located along the east wing, a story up from the ground level. It overlooked the bay and harbor as well as the bridge that crossed the estuary towards the city. Below was a view of the hospital courtyard.

Kunihiro glanced up at them as they entered, his eyes brightening.

"How are you feeling?" Yasusada greeted, placing the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table.

"I am doing better, less nauseous than before" he replied, marveling at the flowers for a moment, "I'm so glad you guys came to visit."

"That's good to hear," Yasusada sighed, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "We brought you some goodies."

Nagasone set a basket containing fruits and other snacks, a few small packages lay tucked away in the tissue paper.

"Don't worry, there's no homework hidden in there," he joked.

Kunihiro chuckled softly and reached for one of the pears. "We can get the nurse to bring a knife and plate."

For what it was worth, Kunihiro looked like he normally did, same kind blue eyes and gentle smile but perhaps a little more tired than usual. Other than the bandages that wrapped around his head, he looked well enough.

"I'm sorry to have made you worry," he apologized, leaning back against his pillow as he watched Nagasone peal and slice the pear. "It all happened so quickly... All I remember was..looking out through the broken window.."

"We're just glad you are okay," Nagasone assured, handing Kunihiro a slice of pear, "We have all the time later to talk about what happened."

"He's right," Kashuu added, "Don't worry about explaining the accident to us now. What's important is your recovery."

Kunihiro nodded, "Ah, I see. I guess I won't worry about it then."

Izumi watched the interaction from where he sat near the foot of the bed.

Why was it suddenly so hard for him to join in the conversation? It wasn't like he and Kunihiro were on bad terms with each other.

A nurse entered to quickly check up on Kunihiro, and Izumi took the moment of distraction to collect his thoughts. The small package still rested in his hands and he debated on whether to leave it on the bedside table or to just give it to Kunihiro personally at a later date. It wasn't like it was anything super special, just a little something he had found while he was visiting home that reminded him of Kunihiro.

"Ah.. If you don't mind me asking, "Kunihiro spoke up, after the nurse had done her check up, "um..who have you brought along with you?"

Yasusada and Kashuu cocked their heads, confusion written on their faces.

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Kunihiro looked a little puzzled at their confusion. "Ah.. I'm sorry," he replied, his fingers curling slightly in the sheets, his discomfort shown on his face.

Izumi frowned, but didn't take his eyes off of Kunihiro. He could feel his heart starting to beat a little faster. Kunihiro slowly lifted his head and fixed his gaze on Izumi for the first time that day.

"I'm sorry if this..comes off as rude or..insensitive," he stated with all seriousness, "But have we met before?

End Part 3 [2/2]

Author's Notes
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“Izuminokami, I know you’re in there. Wake up! It’s Saturday.”

Several loud knocks and half a second later Izumi was stumbling out of bed looking for something decent to wear.

“Hold on…” he called.

Why Kashuu thought it would be a good day to visit was beyond Izumi’s comprehension at so early- He glanced at the clock.

Twelve o’ five.

Izumi grumbled and pulled his sleep shirt over his head, rummaging through his drawer for something suitable, a pull-over would work, and a pair of sweats.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” Kashuu greeted with a smile.

“Shut up…” Izumi replied, stepping aside to let the junior arts history major in.

“Sleeping at this hour. Do I need to cook you breakfast?”


Kashuu smirked, raising an elegant eyebrow.

Izumi wasn’t in the mood, or the right mind, to banter, “Okay, fine. Knock yourself out…”

Kashuu winked at him as he made his way into the kitchen.

“You look like you drank one too many shots last night,” He stated, “And like something has been bothering you.”

“Oh really? Well I’m underage drinking is not the issue,” Izumi didn’t mean for his response to come off sarcastically, but it did.

Kashuu said nothing, pulling a frying pan from the cupboards, “How do you find things in these cupboards? And why do you have nato in here instead of the fridge?”

“I really don’t need your commentary on my kitchen,” Izumi huffed, flopping down on one of the cushions next to the table. Of all the things he had to deal with first thing after waking up.

Kashuu glanced over at him, “You can always call Yasusada or I to help you put your life together, though Kunihiro usually helps you with that. And you don’t normally sleep until noon. Don’t you have practice or something on Saturdays?”

Izumi rolled his eyes but couldn’t help smiling. Kashuu, regardless of his persnickety nature and constant grooming, was always so perceptive and observant. Even when it came off as nosy, he still did genuinely care about the well being of others.
“I’m just tired from the week,” Izumi replied, “I kind of failed my test yesterday too, and I know I’m not getting enough sleep. No practice today though.”

Kashuu hummed, “I see..”

Izumi rested his head on the table. His sleepless nights had become more frequent and he wasn’t exactly sure why, he had always been able to sleep fine, even when homework kept him up past midnight.

“One order of scrambled eggs, hot and ready,” Kashuu announced, placing the plate in front of Izumi.

“Thank you.”

“It’s no problem. But sit over here so I can bush your hair, it’s a mess.”

Izumi rolled his eyes again but moved anyway.

“We are going to visit Kunihiro this afternoon, you gotta at least look presentable,” Kashuu continued, gently working out a tangle. Izumi chewed silently on his meal, though his appetite suddenly escaped him.

They were visiting Kunihiro…

Part of him felt unsettled about the meeting. Logically he should feel excited or at least relieved that Kunihiro was well enough to have visitors, but the unreceived message still weighted heavily on his mind. He did not attempt to text Kunihiro that night, or the next morning for whatever reason he could not place at the moment.

“There, all finished.”

Izumi turned to look at the end of his hair. Kashuu braided it up nicely, the small red ribbon he always wore tied at the end.

“Thank you,” Izumi replied through a mouthful of egg.

Kashuu accepted the thanks but not before scolding him for talking with his mouth full. Izumi just stuck his tongue out at his upperclassman friend, scarfing down the rest of his food before dropping the plate in the sink and going to get dressed for the day.

End Part 3 [1/2]

Author's Note
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Izumi struggles with his studies, and the addition of new information.


Izumi dropped the flash cards onto the table, letting out a deep frustrated sigh as he flopped over onto his notebooks. Studying was so hard and boring. His test was the next morning and at this rate he'd be up until three cramming this material into his stupid brain! He was probably going to fail this test, as if the key terms were hard, the long essay questions were where he was going to get his ass kicked. Usually Kunihiro would help him study and motivate him when he hit walls like this.

"Damn it... Why was I born with the dumb brain..?" he groaned. His fatigue from practice wasn't helping either.

How would it make most sense to you?

Izumi sat up suddenly, glancing around his studio apartment.


He could have sworn he heard a voice.

"Must... have been my imagination. That's really creepy," Izumi mumbled, taking one more suspicious look around his apartment before fishing out is phone and texting Nagasone to come over. He set the phone down as he waited for a reply.

How would it make most sense?

Kunihiro always asked him that question, either when Izumi was having trouble remembering information, or he was just couldn't figure out how to analyze what he was given. He always had some trick or advice that helped Izumi work out patterns that made it easier for the information to stick in his brain.

Izumi glanced back down at the flash cards scattered on his table, some flipped definition-side up while others were word-side up. He picked one up and read the definition.

What was the word again?

Izumi read the definition again, this time aloud. It sounded so familiar, he could remember the diagram his professor had written on the board to help distinguish the various types, which way the arrows went and the general flow of the information, but he word still escaped him.

"Where an unable to remember events before an accident or injury.."

Izumi huffed in frustration, "More like an individual whose too stupid to remember anything and doesn't need and accident to make them forget..."

Dropping the card on the table again, Izumi settled with laying his head back down. Things made so much more sense when Kunihiro explained them.

"Kunihiro.. Kasen is mad at me, and I have no idea how to fix it.."

"Eh? Well, what happened?"

"He had a competition, for the flower arrangement thing he does, and.."

"You forgot to go?"



"I had it on my calendar! I just...forgot it was this last Saturday..."

"How often do you check your calendar?"


"Maybe it would be a good idea to make it a habit to check your calendar regularly. Or, put events into your phone and set automatic reminders? That usually helps me."

"I guess.. It just seems like a hassle."

"Kane-san, if you're going to make commitments you need to remember them."

"..I know.."

"Then do it."


"You're able to remember when your classes and labs are, not to mention all your team meetings for soccer. It shouldn't be hard to remember your older brother's competitions."

"I... yeah, you're right."

"It just takes interest and consideration, which, I know you are capable of."

"Ow- Don't pinch me!"

"Did you apologize?"

"Kind of.. I was gonna ask if he wanted to talk, over tea or something."

"That's a start, Kane-san!"


Izumi's phone buzzed on the tabletop, startling him, the caller ID flashing with Nagasone's name.


"I'm outside your apartment."

"Oh sorry, hold on!" Izumi stood quickly, a few papers falling off his table. He quickly picked them up and walked to the door. Sure enough Nagasone was waiting, donned in his usual shorts, sweater and flip flops, backpack slung haphazardly over his shoulder.

"Sorry for making you wait," Izumi apologized as he let Nagasone in, "I don't think I heard your text. How are you not cold?"

"It's fine," Nagasone replied, "I figured you were studying. Also, how could you forget, this weather hardly fazes me."

"Huh, right," Izumi closed the door, "I'm not having much success studying, honestly."

"You usually study with Kunihiro, right?"


Nagasone gave a soft chuckle as he walked over to the table and set himself opposite of Izumi's seat. Izumi followed.

"He is a pretty good studier, isn't he," Nagasone commented. Izumi nodded, pulling a cup from one of his cupboards and filling it with water.

"Would you like some tea?"


"Haven't heard anymore news since this morning," Nagasone started when Izumi walked over with a steaming mug of tea, "I'm glad he's okay though. He said that we don't have to worry."

Izumi cocked his head, "Who said not to worry?"

"Kunihiro. He texted everyone this morning."

Izumi frowned. Kunihiro had texted everyone today...?

"I never received a text this morning."

Nagasone looked up at him, confusion written on his face. "He didn't? I was pretty sure you would be the first person he texted. That's odd."

Izumi looked down at his phone. How odd indeed.

End Part 2

Author's Note
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A Touken Ranbu fic from my tumblr account @alpha-antares.

Characters: Izuminokami Kanesada, Horikawa Kunihiro, Nagasone Kotetsu, Kashuu Kiyomitsu, Yamatonokami Yasusada


To say Izumi was shocked was an understatement.

Not more than a few days ago they were walking together to class, laughing about the previous night's excitement and the upcoming soccer match against Sanjo University. Not more that a few days ago he seemed as lively and healthy and full of energy, just as the first day he helped Izumi navigate his way through the college campus.

To hear that Horikawa Kunihiro was currently in the hospital undergoing some sort of medial treatement made Izumi's stomach drop.

"Those are the only details I know right now," Kashuu continued, fiddling absentmindedly at a piece of bread on his plate. They sat at a table in the far corner, the noise in the cafeteria rising slightly as the clock struck noon and more students filed in to grab lunch.

"Did Yamanbagiri tell you?" Yasusada asked, having picked up his spoon again, though not making any movement to start eating again.

"Yeah," Kashuu replied, "He called me last night actually. He sounded upset so...I couldn't help but ask."

"Uh..Isn't that kind of intrusive?" Nagasone commented, "I mean, considering this is the first news any of us have heard?"

"I suppose.." Kashuu leaned back in his chair, smiling awkwardly.

"Well, the least we can do is not spread the news anymore," Yasusada explained, "Maybe in a couple of days or so we can go visit, and see how he's doing for ourselves?"

"Yeah, that would be a good idea. But we'll probably have to get the okay from Yamanbagiri and Yamabushi.."

"Ah, that's true."

You're kind of quiet, Izuminokami.."

Izumi looked up from the spot he was staring at on the table. "Ah- well, I'm... just surprised, I suppose," he replied weakly, "I idea."

"None of us had any idea," Kashuu sighed, "Kunihiro is not the type to miss class, except for when he's deathly sick or something."

It's not the same!, Izumi wanted to say. It was one thing to just hear the news, but surgeries or hospital visits were planned. It was only in the extreme cases of freak accidents that someone would be fine one day and not the next. Unless...

The table fell silent again. Kashuu continued to play with his bread, while Yasusada began rummaging through his bag looking for a pen. Izumi stared blankly at the notebook he'd been writing down missed lecture notes into, only half of it copied and probably not going to get finished until late that night. His hand was shaking slightly but not enough for the others to notice.

"Ah.. Well, I gotta get going," Nagasone announced, shoveling the last of his food into a container and tossing it into his backpack.

"Eh.. already?" Yasusada glanced up at the clock that hung at the end of the dining hall, "You don't have anymore classes today."

Nagasone laughed, "I'll be able to hang out later. I've.. got a study session I need to go to."

"Oh? Nagasone has learned how to study finally." Kashuu teased, "what changed you? Was it the our fabulous junior class president with the flowing lilac hair-"

"Shut up, Kashuu!" Nagasone retorted, throwing a crumpled napkin in Kashuu's direction.

Izumi and Yasusada both snorted.

"Like you're any better," Nagasone huffed, unable to hide the slight blush that graced his masculine face, "Always complaining about how much homework you still have at midnight."

Kashuu visibly flinched as the napkin narrowly missed him and went skidding under the adjacent table. "Don't throw things! look you littered, go pick it up!"

"Nah, I'll let you do that."

Nagasone stuck his tongue out, slinging his backpack onto his shoulders and making no move to retrieve the napkin. Yasusada and Izumi waved goodbye as Kashuu indignantly went and picked up the "mess", muttering something along the lines of "brawny heathen".

"I should have saved it and put it in one of his shoes," he stated when he returned to the table.

"That would have been funny," Yasusada commented, "Though I feel like that might be a dangerous game to start with Nagasone."

"I'll gladly take on that challenge," Kashuu huffed.

"Would you though?"

Izumi gave a soft chuckle, listening to the two banter. He glanced over at the clock. It was ten til the hour and he still needed to go to the student store and get a scan-tron for his test on friday.

"You headed out too, Izumi?"

"Yeah," he replied pushing aside several binders so his notebook would fit in his messenger bag, "I've got some things to do as well."

"Okay," Yasusada bounced in his seat, "You're still free on Thursday right?"

"Oh.. Yeah, I'll just text you when I get out of class."

"Alright, we'll see you then."

Izumi nodded and headed toward the kitchen to drop off his tray. The day was already long, but now it seemed much longer.

End Part One

Author's Note
Part One! Hope you enjoyed it!
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Sousuke gets patched up and introduced to the farm. Some take a liking to him while others...not so much. Sousuke also learns the name of his friendly green eyed cow and some history about the farm.


"That was quite a fall you took there, lucky Makoto got you here in time."

Sousuke grimaced as he was poke and prodded and wiped down with various cloths and salves. The aches from the fall where definitely more noticeable now and he was sure by tomorrow he wouldn't be able to move without feeling sore or pain.

"You have a name by the way?" The farmer, Goro was his name, asked.

"Sousuke," the wolf replied shortly, not really wanting to go into his backstory.

The farmer nodded, "nice to meet to Sousuke. It's been ages since a canine as been here what with Uozumi and Kazuki leaving, granted you're not a domestic canine but nonetheless."

Sousuke remained quiet and let the farmer wrap gauss around a cut on his forearm. His friendly green eyed cow stood not far away, a small smile on his face, eyes bright. Sousuke studied the bovine individual from where he sat. He was strong Sousuke could see, well-built but not super bulky which was odd. Sousuke was sure that the green eyed cow would have more muscle and longer horns but...

"Makoto, could you bring me the bottle of salve that's sitting on the top shelf over there?"

'Makoto' Sousuke thought, 'that's a nice name'

Makoto quickly brought the salve over and gave it to Goro, bowing slightly before retreating back to where he was standing before. Their eyes met for a brief moment and Sousuke felt a strange and foreign warmth tickle his skin, delving deep into his body making him... well, it was hard to describe.

"Makoto tells me that you'd be of good service on our farm"

Sousuke turned his attention back to Goro, the farmer's voice breaking the moment.

"Ah..yeah, I suppose.." Sousuke replied, he didn't remember anything of that sort when Makoto had escorted him to the farm.

"I trust his judgment but I want to make one thing clear."

Sousuke watched as Goro stood, crossing his arms and gazing down at him with a serious look. The wolf gulped and shrunk back in his seat a bit.

"If you even think about making anyone here a meal," Goro then pointed to the shotgun on the wall. Sousuke swallowed hard, eyes wide in intimidation. He nodded quickly adding a "yes sir" to be polite.

In an instant the ominous aura that befell the room lifted and Goro have a hardy chuckle before pulling Sousuke to his feet. Sousuke relaxed a bit, glancing over at Makoto for reassurance. The cow smiled at him and giggled, rolling his eyes a bit at Goro's threat, that made Sousuke feel a little better somehow.

"Welcome to the farm Sousuke!"

The whispers were making it hard for Sousuke to concentrate as they walked the grounds of the farm. He'd glance occasionally over his shoulder and catch a glimpse of someone hiding behind a tree or the tractor.

'They're probably curious because a wolf is here' Sousuke thought scowling. It wasn't like he could do anything to anyone so they could at least be respectful and show themselves this one time. Sousuke was fine if they didn't want to interact with him at all after. He was used to being ignored and outcast.

"If you want to say 'hello' just come out and say it"

The sternness in Makoto's voice surprised Sousuke. It wasn't as though he was being scolding or harsh, but his voice had a sense of command to it that was still very gentle. The wolf looked between his escort and the figure, or more like figures, behind the tree. Two tiny heads peaked out from behind the trunk, big youthful eyes staring at him. From what Sousuke could see one was a little boy and the other a girl.

"It's alright," Makoto encouraged, "Come on, he won't hurt you."

Sousuke watched as the two younglings eased their way out from behind the tree. In the golden sunlight he could see the similar features: soft down-turned ears, short brown tails. The wolf slowly lowered himself into a sitting position on the ground, knowing his height to seem intimidating. The two younglings seemed a little more at ease now that it was clear Sousuke couldn't make any drastic movements. They were about half way between the tree and Makoto before the quickly scampered and hid behind the green eyed cow.
Makoto chuckled and ruffled both the youngling's hair. Now that they were closer Sousuke could see that one was a young male and the other a young female, both about the same age?

"Ran, Ren, this is Sousuke," Makoto introduced, "he's going to live here on the farm. Say hello."

Ran and Ren hesitated for a moment, glancing between Makoto and Sousuke before shyly saying hello. Sousuke smiled and greeted them back, telling them that it was very nice to get to meet them.

"You two are the first to approach and greet me," he said, shrugging his shoulders a bit, "that makes me feel really welcome."

"Ran and Ren are my twin siblings," Makoto explained, "they're not normally this shy but.."

"It is a pleasure to meet them," Sousuke said, "I would not expect them to be anything but shy around me."

Makoto smiled up at Sousuke as he carded his fingers through Ran's hair. The young female fixed Sousuke with a curious gaze before tugging on her brother's arm.

"Why does he have such a scary face, Onii-san?" She asked, frowning at Sousuke.

The wolf frowned as well, slouching a bit from where he sat.

'Rude,' he thought.

"Ran, that is not a very polite question," Makoto scolded, looking disapprovingly at his younger sister.

Ran shrugged but didn't say anything.

"Ran, please apologize," Makoto said again, moving to the side a bit so she couldn't hide behind him.

"S..sorry," she mumbled, not bothering to look at Sousuke.

"Sousuke is over there," Makoto said, not satisfied with his sister's apology.

The young female pouted and turned toward Sousuke more, her eyes flicking up quickly, along with her apology, before she took her place behind Makoto again.

"Thank you Ran," Makoto said, "why don't you two run along, I need to finish showing Sousuke around the farm."

The twins nodded and quickly ran off toward the barn, maybe a little to eagerly. Sousuke watched them go and sighed.

"I apologize if there was any discomfort for you," Makoto said, drawing the wolf's attention away from the barn.

"It's fine," Sousuke reassured, "I'm kind of used to it."

"It's not fine!" Makoto returned abruptly, startling Sousuke a bit, "no one should have to feel like that!"

The wolf gazed long and hard at his bovine escort before smiling and looking off toward the meadow, golden and swaying in the wind.

"Thank you, Makoto," he said finally, "I appreciate your concern."

The green eyed cow returned a smile and pointed over toward a trail.

"I still have to show you the fruit grove and where we get water," he explained, "then, if you feel comfortable, you can meet some of my friends and the other folk here."

Sousuke nodded and motioned for Makoto to lead the way.

Dinner was quite the lively setting, everyone who lived in the farm were maneuvering around the long oak table set up in the dining area of the farmhouse. Steaming pots of soup and noodles were placed about the table, plates of steamed and raw vegetables as well were spread throughout, a bowl of leafy green salad was set on the table on Sousuke's end and he took a moment to stare at it. From what he could see, the majority of individuals here were herbivores. The only exception was Kisumi, the red-tailed fox. Makoto had introduced the two before dinner and for first impressions Kisumi seemed like a decent canine, that is until he went and began harassing one of Makoto's close friends, Haruka.

Sousuke really didn't know what to think of Haruka. According to Makoto, Haruka was a rare breed of goat that lived only exclusively in the hillsides of Iwatobi. Because of the rarity of his species they became a prized item on the hunting market, worth quite a bit of money if caught. Haruka had lucky and Goro must have been a genius to be able to negotiate with the government of Iwatobi on keeping Haruka on his farm.

"His main argument, I am told, is that the hunting of such a rare animal was wrong," Makoto explained as they walked to the house before dinner, "somehow he was able to convince the government that he was in no way attempting to use Haruka in such a way. I guess he succeeded though."

It was a touching story, and Sousuke was glad for that type thinking on Goro's part. It was important to not kill off species, especially if they were important to the ecosystems. Whether or not Haruka was one of those species, like hell if Sousuke would know. At this point all Sousuke thought of Haruka was that he was one grumpy, non-trusting goat who seemed to have an immediate dislike for the wolf. They had barely been introduced and Haruka was all "I don't like him! He has a strange aura about him, I'd be careful Makoto" before walking off with his basket of corn. It was completely uncalled for.

"Sousuke," Makoto's voice pulled the wolf from his thoughts and he glanced over toward the cow. The wolf's eyes widened a bit when a plate of fish was offered to him, noodles and vegetables on the side.

"Thank you," he replied taking the dish and setting it in front of him. He'd never eaten fish before, but seeing as most of the individuals were herbivores it was unlikely that they would be cooking any other meat besides fish.
The wolf glanced around the table and waited for others to be served and once the pre-meal thanks was given everyone dug happily into their meals.

"Wha! The potatoes are so good Haru-chan!" Nagisa, a gold and white hare, exclaimed from his spot on the other end of the table.

"Yes, they are very delicious," added the individual next to the jovial hare. If Sousuke could remember correctly that was Rei, the spotted deer. He and Aiichirou were of same species and herd, but sadly were the only two to survive when a group of poachers attacked the herd on government protected land.

"You've always been a capable cook, Haruka," Goro commented from his place at the head of the table.

Haruka gave a small nod, mumbling something along the lines of 'I'm only okay at it' at which Nagisa refuted the claim and went into a long winded story about how they'd all be starving of it weren't for Haruka's cooking.

"Eh?! Nagisa! What about the rest of us that are able to cook too?!"

Sousuke turned his attention around the table as people spoke.

"Er.. But you always make…um interesting dishes, Gou," Rei mentioned hesitantly, keeping his eyes turned away from the red tinted lamb.

"And your point, Rei?" She challenged. The deer squeaked in shock and fear before stammering a dismissal of the comment.

Sousuke watched the interactions with awe and curiosity and maybe a little bit of envy. Everyone here seemed so close despite the events of their past. It was as if what happened before didn't matter and all differences could be put aside, each individual somehow bringing their own balance to the farm.

The wolf smiled to himself and continued to eat his dinner. Perhaps he could get used to this.

Author's Notes
Part two. Hope you enjoyed it!
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Sousuke is a wolf looking for work in the hostile world of the humans. Since he was a pup he's had to fight to survive and make it to the next day. One sunny day he happens upon a farm nestled in the foothills of Iwatobi. Here he meets the old farmer Goro, who is willing to hire the wolf so long as he doesn't try and make a snack out of the other individuals working and living there. What Sousuke soon finds is the farm is not like any of the others. He meets a kind, green eyed cow named Makoto, who he is immediately taken by. How the story goes? Well....


It had been three days since Sousuke had high-tailed it out of a small town meat market with a hefty bag of pork cutlets slung over his shoulder, avoiding the barrage of small metal bullets that occasionally got too close for comfort. He'd been looking for work, his only option being to find a job in the human world. While he exhibited most of the human physiology his ears, tail, and hot attitude were what labeled him as dangerous to the humans.

"He could lash out and kill someone at any moment!"

"He's a danger to our town and children! Get him out of here!"

Sousuke sighed, he'd heard it all before but it didn't make things easier. He needed to make a living and with the regulation of livestock and the dwindling deer, rabbit and any other animal deemed wolf food in the forests, finding food was hard. He was almost out of provisions (a hungry stomach can do that) and he still hadn't found any place to restock or steal from.

"This sucks," he mumbled.

The dirt road he was currently traversing came to a fork, one pathway clearly traveled the other, not so much. Sousuke glanced between the two roads. The clearly traversed path would probably lead him to another town but how far that was from here he had no idea. The other could lead to a house or farm. The wolf sighed heavily, maybe it was better if he laid low considering his last foray and pick off the animals that could potentially be at the farm, if there was one.Turning down the less trodden path Sousuke lost himself in his thoughts.

The sun just passed mid afternoon, a gentle but cool breeze foretelling a cool night. Sousuke pulled his scarf closer around his neck and hunkered down more in his coat. If this road in fact led to a house or farm he'd be lucky if he got there just at nightfall, if not he'd have to find a secure place to sleep, out of the cold and the wind.

The sun was just about at the horizon when Sousuke caught the faint sound of...a violin? No.. It was a voice! The wolf quickened his pace slightly, stopping every once in a while to check if the voice had faded. It was still fairly faint but he could tell he was getting closer because the smell of burning wood crossed his path. Either there was a house up ahead or someone was camping in the forest. Sousuke licked his lips at the thought of fresh food and stolen himself a little ways off the road. Maybe if it was an unexpecting human he could attack and pull them into the forest with no one knowing. It'd be easy.

The wolf was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't realize the grown in front of him disappear until it was too late. Sousuke fell head long down a hillside of bushes, rocks and trees none of which helped break his fall. By the time he finally slid to a halt at the bottom of the ravine he was sing multiples of the same object and his body ached like no other. He caught the sound of water nearby and the sound of something creaking and turning. He would have rolled over but the sudden sound of feet approaching had him freezing up.

'Shit!' He thought, 'it's probably a hunter!'

He was more than halfway hidden by a bush so perhaps if he just didn't move the person would walk by and not notice. After all humans couldn't smell like wolves could. They had to rely on their canines to do the dirty work while they waited in hiding; tricksters, lazy asses. The footsteps drew closer, the crunch of dirt and twigs getting louder. Sousuke closed his eyes tight and kept his body still.

'Please pass by, please pass by!' He thought furiously.

The sound stopped suddenly and all Sousuke could hear was the water and the wind. The wolf slowly opened his eyes, fearing the worst, his heart thumping loudly in his chest.

"...Um, are you alright?"

Sousuke's eyes flew open at the voice that sounded like it was right above him. He tilted his head back in the direction of the voice and was met with a pair of large green eyes. The wolf tensed hard, staring back at those green orbs and not knowing what to do. In a split second he snapped out of his stupor and quickly rolled over kicking up dust and making quite a commotion. Eyes wide and body pressed against a large log, probably the one he fell over, Sousuke tried to distance himself from the individual who for all intents and purposes was probably a hunter or a stupid human. His heart was racing in his chest, temples thumping but as the dust settled and he was able to clearly see the individual he was taken by surprise. Those big green eyes were not those of a human but if a, Sousuke looked the individual up and down, soft brown ears, small horns and a soft brown tail? This individual was a...cow?

"Um, are you alright?" The cow asked again, "I saw you fall from up there."

The cow pointed up toward the top of the ravine and Sousuke glanced up momentarily to see how far he's fallen. Apparently a long way down.

"I'm...fine," he mumbled, trying to stand and failing.

"Are you sure?! Careful!" The cow replied, a worried expression crossing his face.

Sousuke huffed in irritation. Couldn't the dipshit tell? He was a wolf and not to be trusted.

"I'm fine," he repeated, "really. You probably should just stay away from me, anyway."

"You don't look fine," the cow returned, "and why should I stay away from you, you're injured and need help. Come on."

Before Sousuke could make any more protests he was pulled to his feet, his left arm being slung over broad shoulders. He glanced over at the cow, finally looking and taking in the details. Those big green eyes were facing forward, a small smile formed on soft looking lips. The colors of the cows ears were a mixture of white and an sandy olive-brown matching the messy mop of hair on the cow's head. He was as tall as Sousuke and had small freckles just under his eyes.

'Cute' Sousuke thought.

"My master will fix you up," the cow explained as they made their way upstream of the creek a bit to a small wooden bridge. “He’s very kind that way.”

There was a mill hut along the creek with a water turbine creaking and turning slowly with the flow of the stream. That was what Sousuke heard earlier. Across the bridge the pathway wound through s dense forest of aspen and willow, the small oval shaped leaves glowing a warm green in the evening light, similar to the cow's eyes.The walk was short and the pathway soon opened up to a small meadow circled by trees and completely surrounded by hills. The sun sat comfortably in the saddle of two of the hills, slowly falling lower in the sky.

Above the clouds floated, puffy and pink against the pastel backdrop of the sky. Some geese honked noisily as they flew southward, most likely looking for a lake or pond to spend the night. Just across the meadow, nestled just behind the tree line Sousuke could make out the form of a house, not a small cottage per se but a decent sized house accompanied by a barn. Surrounding the house was a wooden fence lines with wire mesh, probably to keep animals, like Sousuke, from slipping through easily. The two reached the fence soon enough but the cow gently let Sousuke rest against the railing before explaining the situation.

"You'll have to wait here," he said, folding his hands behind his back, tail swishing back and forth as he spoke, "my master needs to know you're hear before he can let you in."

Sousuke hummed and leaned more against the fence, smirking and licking his lip a bit.

"Why's that?" He asked, taking this moment to look the bovine individual up and down.

"This isn't your...typical farm," the cow explained, "plus I need to make sure he's fine with inviting a wild canine into the fold. I'm sure you can understand."
Sousuke was about to say something else but stopped at the mention of 'wild canine'. He stared, slightly dumbfounded at the cow.

"How...could you tell?" He asked, clearly not thinking straight at the moment.

"Your scent," the cow said, blushing a little, "and the fact that you have a grey puffy tail and angular ears. Most of the canines we see do not have pointed ears like you do."

Sousuke frowned and tweaked his ears before sighing and resting against the fence again.

"You've made your point," he grumbled.

The cow smiled and turned, keeping an eye on the wolf.

"It won't take long," he reassured Sousuke, "I'm sure Goro would love to have you join our fold."

With that the cow pranced off leaving a bewildered and slightly confused wolf to ponder his fortune or misfortune.


Author’s Notes

Just a fic idea I’ve had for a while, thought it’d be nice to post it since I mainly post and reblog art. Hope you all enjoy!
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Shay Cormac is a Templar and Connor is part hare. They live together in Shay's manor in New York.

Set during colonial America.


It was a bright, sunny summer day on the Frontier. Birds flew to-and-fro picking up any seeds of wheat or corn that the farmers dropped while tending their gardens. Livestock grazed lazily in the shade of their corrals and farm hands went about their daily duties.

Shay sat on the porch of his manor just taking in the scenery before him. Days like these were ones to cherish, what with his constant duties to the Order. It was relaxing to have a day away from the drama and conflict of the secret war between the Assassins and Templars.

Deciding to do something with his day Shay stood and stretched before entering the manor. He walked into the kitchen and began gathering ingredients to make lunch. Bread, meat and lettuce with a light mustard sauce were assembled for a sandwich. Carrots, radishes and sprouts were wrapped in a napkin and set astride the sandwich makings. Each were then placed carefully into a wicker basket and covered with a blanket.

Shay carefully hooked his arm through the handle of the basket and walk back outside. In the yard, tending to a newly assembled vegetable garden, Hare Connor was hard at work planting pumpkin seeds. It was a small project Shay had put together for Connor so he would have something to do while the Templar was gone on business. Not to mention the added benefit of not having to purchase vegetables from the market, which usually were expensive. The hare had taken to the project with utmost enthusiasm and was a strikingly competent gardener. There were methods the hare used that Shay never even considered. It was quite ingenious.

"Connor," Shay called, walking over to the garden.

The hare perked up, looking over to where Shay approached him. He smiled and gave the Templar a big hug.

"I was thinking we could go on a picnic," Shay explained, embracing the smaller form, "I know a great place we can go."

Connor nodded excitedly before quickly retreating into the manner to change into different clothes. Once Connor returned the two walked hand-in-hand down the road and off into the forest. The place where Shay wanted to take the hare was beautiful sunny grove tucked away on the banks of the river that ran just south of the house. Wild flowers and butterflies painted the grove in colors. The water was crystal clear and if one was patient enough they could see the fish swim from rocky outcrop to fallen log.

Shay and Hare Connor carefully made their way into the grove and situated themselves in the shade of a big apple tree. The branches were littered with small pink blossoms, promising an abundant harvest. The picnic blanket was spread out on the grassy clearing and the food set out on plates and in bowls. The couple sat quietly in the shade and happily ate their lunch.

Just to tease the young hare Shay stole one of Connor's carrots and threatened to devour it. The hare frowned and went to take his carrot back but Shay held it out of his reach.

"You have to take it away from me," Shay explained, sticking the carrot partially in his mouth.

"And not with your hands," he added.

Connor huffed in frustration, blushing at the Templar's implication but wrestled the Templar for his carrot. Shay chuckled as the hare grabbed his wrist and tried to pin them to the ground. The Templar did not make it easy for Connor and soon the hare was straddling Shay's lap and trying to snatch the carrot away with his mouth.

After a good few minutes Connor managed to snatch part of the carrot away and gobble it down. Shay fell back on the grass laughing. He quickly consumed his half of the carrot before pulling Connor down to lay next to him. He felt Connor tense when he wrapped his arm around the hare's waist to pull him close but that uncertainty melted away. Shay gently stroked one of Connor's furry ears as he gazed down at the smaller form nestled against him.

He pressed a small kiss to the hare's forehead.

"I am glad to be in your company," he whispered to Connor.

The hare stared up at him, cheeks slightly flushed. In response the little hare nestled closer to Shay and closed his eyes. Shay smiled and turned his gaze up the the sky.

It was going to be a wonderful afternoon.

The End

Author's Notes
Another short entry with Shay and Hare Connor
Just some fluffy alone time.
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Shay Cormac is a modern Templar and Connor is part hare. They live together in Shay's apartment.


Shay returned home from a long day of work. He set down bag and walked into the kitchen. Hare Connor was sitting at the table eating a bowl of vegetables.

"Hello Connor."

Connor got up from his chair and gave Shay a big hug. Shay kissed the little hare's head before walking over to the refrigerator and pulling out some leftovers.

"What are we going to do today?" Connor asked.

"Well, I was thinking we could go get some ice cream at the park. How does that sound?"

The little hare nodded with excitement. Shay finished his food and put his dish in the dishwasher before heading upstairs. He changed into a more comfortable set of clothes and went back down stairs. Connor was sitting on the couch patiently waiting. He stood when Shay entered the living room. Shay smiled.

"Shall we?"


Shay and Connor got into the car and drove to the park. It was a clear sunny day and the parents and their children were out and about. When Connor and Shay got to the park there were little kids running to and fro, there were dogs. It was quite exciting. Shay noticed the little hare's hesitance to exit the car.

"It is alright," he reassured Connor, "I will make sure none of those dogs attacks you."

Connor nodded and cautiously got out.

An ice cream truck was spotted not far from where they were parked. They walked over and Connor sat on a bench while Shay went to get the ice cream. Hare Connor looked around at all the children in the park. They were swinging, running and even digging holes in the sandbox provided. They all looked so happy and content with life.

"Mama look!"

Connor turned his head to find a little girl in a yellow dress looking at him. She walked up to him and crawled on the bench next to him.

"May I touch your ears?" she asked politely

"Sure," Connor replied

The little girl gently ran her hand down one of his long ears. It twitched a little when she smoothed her hand down it again, making her giggle. Connor smiled at her.

"Thank you, mister bunny!" she said, getting down from the bench and running over to her mother.

"Looks like you're making friends."

Connor turned to find Shay standing next to him with two ice cream cones. He was handed one with a round scoop of green ice cream with small crumbled bits of something on it.

"I got you mint chocolate," Shay explained, "I thought you might like the mint."

Hare Connor nodded and stared back at his ice cream. He did not really know how to eat it. Glancing back over at Shay he noticed that he was licking the scoop with his tongue. Connor tried the same thing and realized that it was very sweet. He shivered a little as the flavor melted into his taste buds before taking another lick. He shivered again in delight.
Shay watched the little hare enjoy his ice cream. The sight made him feel warm inside.

"He's so cute" he thought.

The two sat a while longer enjoying their ice cream until they where gone. After they finished they walked around the park for a bit before going home.

The End

Authors Notes
Just something fluffy I wanted my sis to write.
I've only seen a few pics of Shay and Connor together.
Hope you enjoyed it!
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