Writing A Xanrei One Shot Right Now And I Just Remembered How Short Arei Is Compared To Xander In The

Writing a Xanrei one shot right now and I just remembered how short Arei is compared to Xander in the new height list lmao (first pic looks like they're holding hands!? Omg!? That was on accident but wow!)

Um um um tierlists for ships in the Another duology because I'm bored (spoilers!)

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Day 26 of Yuma month is here, I am 3 hours late to my own deadline, but today's prompt was role-swap!

Spoiler warning ahead for Chapter 5!

Lol I got wayyyy too excited for this prompt, I initially I had only one prepared but thinking about it more made something click.

The role swaps in the picture and yuma-kurumi and Makoto-Aiko. Now hear me out on this one ,I wanted to do a Yuma and Kurumi swap since day 1 (makoto and Yuma swap is interesting aswell but eh), and then I was like "Chapter 2 now makes no sense since the girls only school is now boys only (for the sake of having desubikos forte involved)" so Makoto and Aiko swap was born, it isn't a complete swap technically since I only took the name and semi appearance of Aiko because she is still Kurumi's homunculi here. And I didn't want to get rid of Makoto is a roleswap considering how important Makoto is in the actual story (btw he dies in this universe, makes sense).

More on swap!Aiko I technically don't have a lot on her since she was a spur of the moment idea. She probably is as cheerful as the original Aiko with a bit of Makoto's weirdness (idk how to describe his silliness) , Aiko here is more like a fake name, makoto has a different name then Yuma and different hair so I just stole that from Aiko.

I kind of like this idea too much, but see y'all tommorow!

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Summary: Nikei Yomiuri's favourite day of the week is Sunday. There isn't a special reason for this other than because that's the day Setsuka Chiebukuro visits him just to talk about how her week went. Word Count: 2,347 A/N: All my other fics are Xanrei fics (DRDT) but I was really sick a while ago, and Setsukei was the only thing keeping me going. Because of that, here's a Setsukei one shot I wrote back in May. I'll get to writing more Xanrei soon!

just the usual with us.

When Setsuka Chiebukuro first came into Nikei Yomiuri's house uninvited on a random Sunday just to talk about how her week went and nothing more, Nikei hated it. He was in the middle of writing his newest article, and he didn't have time to hear about what Setsuka did. He kicked her out as soon as he could and went back to writing in peace.

She came back next Sunday to do the same. Then the next. The next one too. It was every. Single. Sunday.

The worst part was that she always came while he was writing his latest article. He kept changing the time of when he was writing it to avoid her interrupting, but she always came right when he was in the middle of it. He had no clue how she managed to do that, but it was annoying.

Eventually, he got used to it. Nikei found a way to work on his article while listening to Setsuka's week as she did basically whatever she felt like in his bedroom. It became a routine: Setsuka showed up at Nikei's house sometime on Sunday, they went to Nikei's bedroom, Setsuka talked about her week as Nikei talked to her while working on his article, Setsuka left, and it repeated next week. She always made time for it even on her busiest Sundays, and after the first few months, he started making sure the only journalism thing he was doing on Sundays was writing an article.

After more than a dozen of them, Sundays became predictable, nice, and his favourite day of the week.

When Nikei and Setsuka started dating, the first thing he asked her was to not stop visiting him on Sundays. She thought him asking was the cutest thing ever—it was not cute at all—and promised she had no plans to ever stop.

Today was a Sunday, and it was as nice as ever.

"Me and Em went home after that," Setsuka was telling him, eating some Alsatang he bought a while ago after finding out she liked them. "Em doesn't think we're allowed there anymore."

"It wasn't that bad," Nikei replied at his desk. He tried not to forget about writing his article while talking to her since his self-made deadline was approaching—his actual wasn't until a few months, but he liked being early by a few weeks—but it got harder as the Sundays went by and he started to like listening to her. There was this way that she could make even the most mundane topic the most interesting thing he heard all week. She would do great as a journalist.

She nodded. "That's what I'm saying, but Em thinks we're safer not going ever again. The food there was nice, so I'll miss that. I can have other people buy me food from there, though. People that aren't probably banned." She flashed him a smile. "You will, right?"

"Don't use me for food," was his response.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"That was definitely not a yes."

"It basically is with you."

Nikei didn't bother arguing. He would buy her food from that restaurant she liked if she wanted it. He was sure the disturbance she and their classmate, Emma Magorobi, caused wasn't bad enough to cause them to forever be banned from entering, but he would do it for her.

"That's all I did this week," Setsuka finished. "Nothing that interesting happened."

"You're classifying your experience with Emma as 'not interesting?'"

"You're the Ultimate Journalist. You tell me if you think that's interesting. If it's a scoop." Setsuka said the last sentence with a teasing smile.

"It's not front-page news or anything like that," Nikei answered. "It's more gossip than scoop-worthy. There are people who would be interested in hearing what Ultimate students did, but not enough to pick it up and read the whole thing."

"That's a lot of words for 'not interesting.'"

"It is interesting"—everything she did was interesting to him—"just not news-worthy."

"I'll take your word for it, Nik." She looked out his window. He preferred to work in the dark, which he got used to when writing articles all night, but he kept his windows open on Sundays. Setsuka didn't like sitting in the dark as much as he did. It didn't make sense when just her smile could brighten a room, but he was good with whatever made her happy. "We should go on a date next week. There's a small festival happening in the park on Sunday. We can go—if you don't make it into a journalism thing."

"Don't you come over on Sundays though?" Nikei tried not to make his voice sound needy and desperate.

"It's fine. I can come on Saturday—"

"Don't come on Saturday."

She blinked but didn't question it. "We can just hang out on Sunday then. Nothing special is happening, but it does sound fun!"

Nikei has no doubt that Setsuka would have fun. She could have fun almost anywhere. He would be fine with going to the festival if it wasn't on Sunday.

Sundays were their day. It was just a random day of the week, but Setsuka chose it as her day to come over, and he loved it. Her coming to his house on a Saturday wouldn't feel the same, and her talking about her week at the park during a festival wouldn't feel the same either. Sunday was a calm day for him since he never had anything other than writing to do, and having it at his house made it feel familiar and, in a way, domestic. Nikei Yomiuri was in no way a man that wanted a domestic lifestyle—journalism would never allow that—but he liked how it—this—felt with Setsuka.

However, he was a prideful man, he would admit, so he was never going to say that. "I'll think about it."

She smiled—she had that smile when she managed to get him to agree on doing something with her. Yes, he could tell the differences between every smile she had. No, he wasn't crazy. Any sane person would do the same with Setsuka Chiebukuro.

"Great!" she said. "Let me know by Friday before school ends. If you say no, then I'll have to ask someone else."

So, she was going to go whether he came with her or not. If that was the case, then she would probably talk mostly about the festival when she stopped by his house on her way home. He didn't want to hear her talk about an experience he could've been there for with her, so his answer would be going with her. But he wasn't going to say that now, or else he would sound desperate.

Nikei could tell that she was done talking about her week. That meant she would leave soon, so he didn't want that. To keep her here for longer, he said, "Setsuka, can I ask you something?"

"Sure," she responded.

He had no question to ask her. Actually, there was one, and he might as well ask it now. "Why did you start coming here every Sunday just to talk about how your week went?"

"I was wondering when you were going to ask that," Setsuka said. "I've been coming here every Sunday for almost a year, and you haven't said anything until now. I thought journalists were meant to ask questions to understand and know everything they don't."

"W-Well, I didn't know you were waiting for me to ask…" His hand reached up to touch his signature hat and lower it over his face.

"Relax, Nik! You don't have to be so tense." Her laughter that followed was enough to make him calm down under any circumstance. "Big Sis was only teasing."

"You really need to stop calling yourself that…"

She hummed. "Well, Nik, I started coming here because I realized a few weeks ago that you kept overworking yourself."

"No, I don't."

"That's what you kept telling everyone whenever they say it. You still do. Don't think I haven't noticed."

He didn't say anything.

"I care about all of our classmates," Setsuka continued. "That includes you, so Big Sis has to think of a way to get you away from your work even if it was just for half an hour. Then, that incident with Riri happened. I realized after I had the perfect answer to make take you away from your work: Talk to you about my week. I happened to think of that on a Sunday, and since Sunday is the end of the week, it works perfectly."

Nikei nodded along. The incident with Yuri Kagarin was that he made an entire festival just for the girls of their class. He bought everything, but it backfired almost immediately and ended with some of the workers trying to kidnap Yuri. It was interesting to hear, but he was more annoyed at Setsuka showing up out of nowhere to pay too much attention to that.

"It wasn't a fancy plan," she added, "but it's doing its job right. You haven't looked at your article one during the whole conversation!"

He hadn't.

"That's just today," Nikei said. "I'll be working on it tomorrow."

"I know you will, but I've been here for…half an hour?"

"Quarter of an hour."

"Basically an hour. I've been here for that long, and it's enough for now. You need to take breaks, Nik, and you make it clear that you're only taking them by force."

Even though he knew the topic was meant to be getting more serious, Nikei smiled. The thought of Setsuka "forcing" him to take a break just by distracting him with a conversation was sweet. It did work, and it was nice of her to be on the lookout for him.

"I think I can get you to take breaks in other ways now." She gestured to the two of them. "I mean, we are dating."

"Don't tell me you started dating me just to get an easier way for me to take breaks," he deadpanned.

"I would never do that! But since we are, I can do other stuff to get you away from journalism. I have to keep this one my main one, though. You love it too much for me to stop."

"I don't." He very much did.

Setsuka met his eyes. Wordlessly, she stood up from his bed and stood in front of him. Nikei felt a bit trapped with the arms of his desk chair trapping him, but he was okay with it. Mostly. Only if she stopped staring at him with such an expressionless face.

"Everything good, Setsuka?" he tried.

She said nothing. Instead, she cupped his face and tilted his head up. Then, she leaned down, brushed his bangs away, and kissed his forehead. She moved on to kiss his nose, his cheek, his jaw, and other places on his face.

Nikei could feel his face heat up with every kiss she gave him. He tried to push her off, but that only encouraged Setsuka to kiss him more in a faster pace. He should have known she was planning something!

"What are you doing?" His voice came out exasperated and whiny. He could ignore that for now if he could get his face away from her.

"I'm not"—a kiss on his temple—"going to stop"—a kiss on the bridge of his nose—"until you admit"—a kiss under his right eye—"you like my visits." She kissed the corner of his mouth with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I like these visits. Now get off me!" Nikei tried to push her off again once he said the words she wanted to hear. His protests were cut short when she placed one final kiss his lips.

Despite how he felt he should be prideful and not let something as simple as this be what calmed him, Nikei let himself melt into the kiss, one of his hands resting on her shoulder. Knowing that Setsuka wanted to kiss him always made him go to cloud nine. He would want nothing more than to stay like this for as long as possible. Just the two of them, spending their time together for no other reason other than how they wanted to.

Unfortunately, it always ended far too soon for his liking. Today was no exception. Setsuka pulled back, gently breaking the kiss. Their eyes met, and for a second, neither of them said anything.

Then, Setsuka pulled on a cheeky smile and said, "I already knew you loved my visits. You had to, if you asked so sweetly for me to keep doing it when we first started dating."

Nikei was torn from the moment, so as usual, his face started to heat up. "It was not sweet—and why did you even ask that if you already knew the answer?"

"Your reactions are too cute! I don't think I'll ever get bored of them!" She laughed as she said it, and he hated that the best sound he ever heard had to come from embarrassing himself.

No, that was a lie. He didn't hate it. He loved that she found him cute—although he would rather her use a different word—even though he wasn't trying. Nikei never thought of himself as much for romance, but he was sure that if they weren't in high school, he would be looking for wedding venues.

But that was stupid. Nikei was better than those stupid hopeless romantics he always made fun of. They were in high school, and most romantic relationships in high school never make it past graduation—even though he really didn't want to think about a time where he wouldn't have Setsuka. He was basically already married fo journalism anyway. He couldn't spend any more time than he needed to away from it.

But Setsuka did want him to take a break from it. Nikei could listen to her for just a little longer.

"Vivia x Yomi isn't canon!" Then what's this??