KHR Rarepair Week 2020 (June 21 Start)

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1. Storm Day
Flameswap AU
Chikusa/Mukuro
"take a knife, cut the world in two"

2. Sky Day
Old Gods / Scars
Chikusa/Chrome
"warm ghosts, cold air"

3. Sun Day
Isekai AU
Chikusa/Everyone
"everyone gets hungry"

4. Lightning Day
Bookshop AU / Curses
Chikusa/Gokudera
"the falling is a process"

5. Rain Day
Platonic Cuddling
Chikusa/Ken
"not asking to be spotless (just asking for you)"

6. Cloud Day
Ten Years Later
Chikusa/Yamamoto
"glad to exist"

7. Mist Day
Historical AU
Chikusa/Hibari
"love (and corner men) are elusive"

8. Earth Day
Accidentally Saving the Day
Chikusa/Ryohei
"what it feels like to know a heart"

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[warmskies]

There's jams, butter, all sorts of things that one could put onto the bread... and he'll sample all of that later, to be sure. If he's had to go through the trouble of being dragged off to some nobleman's manor for difficult to discern reasons, or else he'd get turned inside out... Well, he might as well take full advantage of things where he can. Yet for right now, there's nothing better than the simple fulfilling warmth of fresh bread. Content at least in the current moment, since he doesn't know when he'll next get to enjoy himself so much, Chikusa allows his gaze to drift off towards the duel that's taking place only a few yards from him and Lady Miura. 

That Kyoya Hibari is as skilled in fencing as he is in brawling is not that big a surprise. Certainly, it's a bit... much. The man clearly already knows multiple languages, and is a champion at boxing, with the ability to force himself into success despite being in a foreign land. All of that is impressive as it is - or, rather, any single aspect of that would be impressive alone, and is overwhelming when combined. Adding even more to the list... It's ridiculous, quite frankly. 

And yet there's no denying his ability in the sport, jabbing away with a relentless vigor and showing footwork that most casual fencers back in London would be astounded by. If not for his personality and how utterly foreign he was, Chikusa could easily see him being extremely popular amongst both men and women alike. 

...Well, considering the molly houses in his territory, maybe he's still extremely popular. 

In comparison to that, what's almost more impressive is how Lady Shimon... manages to keep up with him. Her skill seems to be just about equal to his own, and that's while she's wearing a dress and hampered in who knows what other ways. Chikusa isn't intimately familiar with it, but he knows women have a lot on their person when it comes to their clothing. Yet that doesn't seem to hold Lady Shimon back at all, and her attacks are just as aggressive and demanding as Kyoya Hibari's. 

Busy watching what's apparently going to be his unexpected morning show, he doesn't realize Lady Miura has nudged her chair around the enormous table until she's almost right next to him, and she leans in close with a sparkle in her eye. "What do you think?" she asks purposefully, grinning widely. "My  Adel is the best around, don't you think? She's so brave, strong, intelligent, and just more stunning than the stars that have been put into the sky! You agree, don't you?"

He's... really getting a lot of attention and demands that he wasn't expecting this early in the morning, and frankly has never wanted. Chikusa eyes her for a moment, wondering how he can get out of this whole... everything. It doesn't feel like he has a choice, honestly. Lady Miura, from the very second that he's known her, doesn't seem like the kind of woman who takes 'no' for an answer when it comes to smashing through a conversation like a bull. "...She's definitely skilled." Hopefully that's enough of an answer. He really doesn't care about this sort of thing. 

Yet even a mild confirmation or reaffirmation of Lady Shimon's skill is enough for the peculiar woman he's seated besides, and Lady Miura leans back with a satisfied sigh. "She could beat most men in the world if she were allowed. It's so frustrating that she's held back, unless she tries to do what I do, but she's too beautiful to be mistaken for anything but a woman, right?"

"...I'm not sure that's how it works." Chikusa leans back, finally bothering to put some butter on his bread after having eaten... he thinks five slices of bread alone. Well, it's good bread. Almost better than the regular stuff he's able to make, although he has to admit that he's likely doing it with more inferior ingredients, and always while pressed for time. "I've seen a lot of people who dress as women, even if others would say they aren't. They always seemed to belong perfectly fine to me. Even the people who some say didn't look well... I always figured I'd seen the average woman, even those who call themselves ladies, who looked about as good." With his bread buttered, Chikusa focuses on eating for a second. "So I don't get it, honestly..." 

As well as any fine dandy, Lady Miura props her thumb and forefinger along her chin in thought. "You know, I suppose you aren't wrong there..." Just when he's starting to think that he might have convinced someone of literally anything, Lady Miura snaps her fingers. "Then that must mean my Adel is more beautiful and amazing than any human being on earth! She's as divine as an angel!" 

...Well. So much for that. Munching on the rest of his breakfast, Chikusa lets his gaze drift back to the match, just in time to see Kyoya Hibari completely disarm Lady Shimon with some expert moves, her foil flipping through the air still even as he presses his tip to her chest. Lady Shimon doesn't seem surprised, although that doesn't mean she's any less displeased as she frowns down at Kyoya Hibari's foil tip. "So this morning is to you, then." 

"As it often is," Lady Shimon corrects him coldly, stepping away from him while Kyoya Hibari lowers his foil. To the side, one of the servants offers her a cloth and a small bowl so that she might clean away her sweat. "We shall see how the next morning's match shall fair."

Oh, the lord and all the saints. This is a regular occurrence. Chikusa hopes he can escape from this place before he has to see that over and over again. While he's warily looking towards his future, the two fencers return to the table, and Lady Miura hastily returns her chair to its original place. As Kyoya Hibari and Lady Shimon sit down, Lady Miura quickly starts up conversation again. "You both did excellently!" Her hand flutters in Chikusa's direction. "Chikusa and I were just talking about it, and he agrees as well that it was a great match!" 

He said absolutely nothing of the sort, but he doesn't think Lady Miura is so much lying as just... taking excessive liberties with the truth, since that's how she apparently sees things. Chikusa doesn't say anything one way or another. He just continues to help himself to the bread, which is more than plentiful on the table. No need to worry about there being too little for the other three and thus getting in trouble with Kyoya Hibari more than he apparently is already.