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Wayward
Summary: During his visit to the Higurashi Shrine for a spring festival, Aomine Daiki suddenly pulled into the Feudal Era, a terrifying world filled with demons. His only consolation is the nomadic doctor, Higurashi Kagome, who takes him in. Together, they travel to find a way to return Aomine back to his original time. What the two find along the way surprises them both as fate has a funny way of connecting even the most wayward souls.
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AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56051539/chapters/142362676
Summary: Midorima inadvertently loses his lucky spool of red thread. As fate would have it, his classmate, Higurashi, steps in to help him out. The red thread of fate strikes again, or so Takao says.
“What do you know about kyudo?”
“Is that a trick question?”
“In kyudo, you have to know how to lose. Your life can’t be over because you were defeated.”
Like a Comet
Summary: Kakashi gets roped into getting a palm reading from a visiting fortune teller who claims his future bride will come crashing into his life with a spirit of fire. Even though he attempts to brush it off, Kakashi faces his fate as a familiar villager who needs rescuing.
Snippet:
“Love is not something that comes easy to a seasoned ninja such as you,” Koujiko explained. “You hold everyone at arm’s length. Not to protect them, but to protect yourself.”
“A shinobi must not have earthly attachments, Fortune Teller. Any ninja worth their salt would know that.” Kakashi replied casually.
Koujiko frowned and pulled his palm closer once again. Her finger pressed to a spot in the middle of his palm with a gasp.
“See, right there? There is hope for you, Copy Ninja. Your marriage line is very prominent here. The chaos of your love line and marriage line come together strong here. Your future bride has a fiery spirit and will enter your life with the ferocity of a comet. You are lucky, sir, she’s quite lovely.”
Koujiko leaned back into her piles of pillows with reverent breath. Her eyes stared off into the distance as though she were looking into the eyes of this fake woman.
Kakashi retrieved his hand with a blatantly exasperated crease in his brow. Marriage had been out of the question since he was a teenager. Witnessing the many deaths of loved ones and seeing his comrade’s partners fall to shambles after their demise cemented his decision long ago. Anger swelled into his belly at the audacity of the fortune teller for implying he would have to suffer that fate. To love was to lose and to lose was to suffer. And he was sick of losing. Kakashi opened his mouth to argue with her, but the fortune teller raised her hand to demand silence.
“You are powerless to avoid such divine intervention, Hatake. Take things one step at a time. The strings of Fate will arrange themselves eventually.”
Kagome Higurashi
Seirin High First Year, Basketball Manager.
Thank you for this classic @mizukixtsukiyomi