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made me this way
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『 OPPOSITES ATTRACT | LIME 』
nacht x fem!reader
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warning: light sexual themes
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You must have known, everything has at least an opposite towards it. In the very base words to express it or more of in a literature way, it is urged to be called light and dark.

Or even any other ways of opposites like in daily lives. Where we know that the left's opposite is the right; the black's opposite is the white; the north's opposite is the south; the head of a coin's opposite is the tail.

It is simple explanatory and many know of that for sure.

Though, some may conclude that in a story, there are many different ways of the opposite. Magnets. One of the very best examples of a true love story in which the north tries to pull into the south, vice versa. Not wanting to let go as easy as said. 

Where the opposite does attract.

There lived a beauty, so kind and loving to people around her. Her beauty: so extravagant, heartfelt to many people. She didn't choose based on things she sees as dislikable to people around her. She followed what was on her mind and heart.

"Good morning, (y/n)-san!"

"Good morning!" She waved back, striding along the streets with a smile down her face. Seeing the person who greeted her was struggling in carrying their belongings, she hurriedly helped them with a smile. "Let me help you, dear!"

The young boy who has been having a tough time feverishly rejected. "No, no! It's alright! I'll do this by myself!"

It wasn't that he didn't want it. It was more of the people around them that threw glares down at him. Shivering, those eyes were sharper than an injection.

"I'll be just fine! Have a nice day, (y/n)-san!!" He fled away, running while struggling in holding the objects in his hand. She blinked in confusion, "Eh?"

Facing over the crowd, she saw faces smiling towards her as well as greetings. Not knowing that all the scary faces directed towards the boy who ran away.  "Good morning, (y/n)-sama!"

"Hope you're feeling well, (y/n)!"

"You look dashing as always, (l/n)-san!"

She smiled warily, feeling something terribly off. "Good morning, everyone." Going over to continue her trip back to her brigade. Known as one of the most terrible brigades of all, The Black Bulls. She sighs, "Everyone is rather odd..."

Shaking her thoughts off, she smiled and continued her way back from reporting her mission.

People here don't know of her being apart of the Black Bulls. She was kind, well-mannered, polite, not like those wild bulls. Many considered her as just a citizen of Clover, a normal one to be exact. Though, her beauty did captivate everyone and brought many to a distinct satisfaction just by being near her.

Why was she not known by the citizen exactly? Well, it was well-hidden from the crowd of Clover of her status being the King of Clover's unlawful child. Nobody, even the great King himself, knew of her being a royal's child. But even so, out of all the people here, only her mother and the Wizard King knew. It was complicated, especially after the fact that her mother is the Wizard King's wife afterwards.

Hidden, she was well then accepted by her great friend, Yami Sukehiro, as a member of his well new squad. She knew how kind that man is, knowing his goals and speciality very special to her eyes. She followed in and became a member just a few moments after it was made.

Carrying her real father's genes, obtaining the light magic, she was then told to stay hidden by her two parents. Being apart of the Black Bulls was a good idea as her reputation and status will be forgotten. Since if she was exposed to the people of Clover, her real father would've beheaded her as a mere disgust and disgrace of having the royal bloodline.

Which was literally his fault, not her's or her mother's.

But somehow, that didn't help the fact that her beauty and kindness farfetched into the people of Clover, especially nearby towns she usually visited. They all still adore her.

As told, she was a woman with a reputation; a reputation that she doesn't quite care of.

"Charmy, dear! What are you thinking? Here let me help you." She jumped to see the young short teen laying by the large table, surrounded by mountainous food all around her.

The teen replied with a drool trailed by her lips. A smile graced as if heaven has graced into her presence. "La~..."

Indeed, she was a lady that anyone would want.

Meanwhile, there was a man in black, hiding away from running searchers, leaning over a wall. His head covered and coped into the warmth. A mask covering his mouth, showing his feline-like claws as he prepared himself to strike when needed.

"Where is that impostor!?! Search more, you fools!!—" Claws pierced past their throats, following with the other men nearby as they were cornered by shadows. Groans and gurgles of blood were cold, just as the weather of the cold climate kingdom.

Shadows swallowed themself down over their body, hiding away the evidence of a small street full of dead bodies. He walked away as if nothing happened.

His blue eyes looked back, sighing in outrageous adrenaline.

"Time to head home."

He was a man full of darkness and cold breezing personality. So mysterious and downright merciless as it comes to those who followed false beliefs and joined what seemed 'dark' and 'evil'. His shadows as his element and affinity, supporting his personality and 'coolness'.

His name is Nacht Faust. A spy from the Clover Kingdom. Requested by the Wizard King, Julius Novachrono himself.

He lacks interest. Love doesn't cope with what he believed. Though, he never lacks common sense and intelligence. He always has something to fix through, a way to solve problems. Following his mind and calculating what deems to be right and problem-solving.

"Gimodelo, Pulmede, take care of the dead for me..." He whispered. The two said creatures nodded, following their master's commands.

He was a spy in a cold kingdom. Someone peculiar and mystifying. A dimension or world where he doesn't understand the meaning of love in a state of a love story.

But that was the start of all.

He got back near his brigade, The Black Bulls. The brigade which he refused to enter or join from the start but was forced by someone he was irritated by, Yami Sukehiro. Sighing, he blended against the shadows, staying away from the base.

He may have been spying over the Spade Kingdom, but that doesn't mean that he shouldn't head back 'home'. He might have rejected and refused to join the brigade, but that was literally his home now. Some quite of time where he was tired of spying, he would head back near the base, just watching from afar.

Leaning against tree bark, he hid and blended against the shadow, watching the bristling leaves as well as the very much loud and filled with the ruckus of a base. He rolled his eyes, "How loud."

"OI! SHUT YER TRAP!!"

"YES, CAPTAIN YAMI!"

The base went on and off like a crackling fire in the nights. Going loud like a bunch of maniacs and silent like the sea. It was funny though, how the person he despised was also loud and even created a massive hole by the wall. "Tch. Loud bunch."

Exhaling the adrenaline within him away, he felt his heartbeat calming down. Those blue aspiring eyes, so cold and diminished by the shadow of his hooded cloak.

"I'm starving..."

Standing up, he headed over to find his way to the streets where he could find something that could quelch his starve.

Blending into the shadows he appeared over into the streets where he suddenly hit a person accidentally.

"Oh, my! Are you alright?!" The lady was surprised to see a black figure appearing and hitting her out of nowhere. Yet, she worriedly asked. "Do you need help?!—"

The Black Bulls logo was all to be seen by her eyes. The pouch of a grimoire plastered 'proudly' by the male's belongings. "You're from the Black Bulls!"

Nacht's eyes widened, snapping his eyes wide as his secret was revealed to a citizen. But her touch was calming and soothing, though he refused to speak further and began to think of a way to hide and stop any rumours to be spread.

"Who are you though? I have never seen you?" She hummed, seeing the hooded figure standing still and frozen. "Are you alright?"

Thinking over his plan he immediately executed his plans in an instant. Taking her into his shadows which she replied with a yelp. "Woah!"

The woods were viewed to the two, but what was off was that a hand hung themselves by her neck, closing the person's mouth which she began to appear cautious. "What are you doing?"

"You saw nothing. This is all a dream."

Her eyes widened before she realized the overall similarity of the man that her father has been speaking of for some time. "Are you the Vice-Captain of Black Bulls? Nacht, was it?"

Confused, he went over and looked at her weirdly. With his mask still on, only his eyes were visible to her. "What? Who is that?"

"No need to lie. I am, too. Always have been, really." She giggled, slowly pulling herself away from his grasp while the male eyed the female oddly. Showing her similar pouch, hidden under her clothes, it was directly similar to him.

"Black Bulls members know this. I'm their secret member. I guess you are too?"

It was all too ironic, how their fate meets at that moment in an alleyway of a street. Love has no boundaries, they say. It just appears out of nowhere. And this moment was love at first sight.

He took his hood off, viewing his slightly shown facial features above his mask. Eyes blue like the icy cold frost by the winter wonderland. Their eyes locked, sealing their fate and bound intertwined.

She smiled, "(y/n) (l/n). Pleased to meet you,... Nacht?"

"Nacht Faust."

Shaking each other's hands, it was all the start of everything. Starting those times and memories they spent, understanding one another, it was a truly found memory.

It was just like the point where magnets were attracted to one another, they were stuck together and enjoyed most of it by nature.

"Nacht! What are you doing?" She whispered-yelled, seeing a male appearing by her windows, late at night.

The man shook his head, "I thought you needed company, as do I."

She laughed quietly, "Really? Visiting for my company? How kind of you!" Leaning over to the window as where he was, she took his hand and pulled him in, as much to his refusal.

"Come on! It's freezing cold outside!"

He knows that he could handle any winter storms. A single breeze was nothing, but just to be able to get well to her he agreed with either way. Even his dislike towards this weird looking base based on what he thought, he will do anything as she says.

It was like nature. Epiphany was drawn to their realization— they were in love. Two sides by a coin, in love.

"You better hand me that spare blanket."

"Alright!!"

Their bonds continue to grow, like two roses in a purely well soil. They were meant to be, just as most would've thought if their hidden self wasn't hidden.

They stayed close; Their hearts and souls waiting for each other patiently.

"So, Nacht is the Vice-Captain?"

"Yeah, kid. Got a problem?" Yami replied, puffing a cloud full of smoke made of cigarettes. The clouds hung over the air before it reached her nostrils. In an excuse, she immediately pinched her nose and proceeded to speak.

"Nope. Not at all. Just wondering how and why." She smiled, closing her eyes while her unoccupied hand waved and swished over the cloud of smoke.

"Why ask all of a sudden?"

She hid back the secrets of meeting him, thinking that Yami shouldn't know of their meeting. But she didn't give out a full-blown lie. "Well, we both have something in common! You know, like secrets and that? Thought that was interesting. My father usually talked about his magic and his mission."

Yami looked over at her weirdly, shrugged as if he didn't care. But a playful grin etched down his lips. "Pfft. You interested?"

Away from the room, there was a young fine maiden, noticing the presence of the man she secretly (but denied about it) admires. She just got back from talking with the Wizard King, coming across the statement where 'Yami is here'.

Finding her way to meet the man, hiding as she wanted to see how he was doing. Smiling as she whispered to herself. "What is he... Ooh... Who is she?!"

'Yami?! What are you doing with her?!' Seeing a fine maiden younger than her age, envy strikes over her like a madwoman. Calming herself up, before her own self could explode.

"I am not jealous... I am not jealous! I am a strong independent lady!! Charlotte, calm yourself down."

Seeing him smile over to the female, her heart scrunched in agony, while she cried in animated tears.

"BUT WHY!?"

"Maybe? He's dashing and mysterious. How can I not?" She replied, taking the cup of tea from the table they sat close by.

'Not to mention, he's kind and friendly.'

Yami looked over to her with those droopy fish eyes, so bored and so tired. Wiping his nose, he flings the imaginary snot to nothingness. "You sure? He's kinda rude. Kinda hates me, not sure."

"Tch. Yami. You're ruining my line."

Someone on the other side of the room, hiding away by the shadows without being seen or recognized by anyone. His blue eyes racked themselves by the two who sat close and drank their tea.

She stood up, going over to leave the room. Excusing herself, she smiled. "Ah, I see. Either way, I should take my leave and head over to a meeting. I'm sure my father is waiting. Talk to you later!"

"Sure. Bye, kid."

Charlotte, the lady who has been watching from the other corner of the room, behind the pillars, watched how she strode away with a soft smile. 'She left!'

As she drifted her attention away to the female who walked away, she was suddenly exposed by the dark mage. Surprising her, "Oi, prickly queen, whatchu doin' there?"

The female behind the pillar jolted, meeting eye to eye with the smoking man (smoking hot). "Kinda acting sus." He squinted his eyes like a blunt man with no idea of females with interests.

She walked away from the pillar, heads up with no kind of embarrassment. Speaking strong, "Not a matter!"

Yami looked at her dead in the eyes, sweat dropping. "At this rate, you won't have a husband."

"I don't need a man!"

Nacht watched how the two interacted while the female he has been looking for has left the room. As much as he is ignorant, it doesn't help the fact that this man who he despises with no sort of reason to listen was surrounded by females. He was blunt, so why? 'How does he get to talk to two pretty girls at the same time? How irritating.'

'Especially, her.'

They were two loving mates, entrapped and tangled by their own maze. Deciphered and unravelled by their beloved fantasy, honed and caring as they were both heads over heels for each other.

"You alright?" She looked over to him while they laid side by side under the horizon of stars showering them. He looked back over to her, raising his brow in confusion.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

Still not coping with how something was off, she continued to ask. "Something in mind?"

Smirking, Nacht faced back to her with his hand by hers. His bold action shocked her, leaving her speechless. "Yeah. Why you aren't mine, yet."

Eyes widened like saucers, she looked over to his eyes. Their eyes mirrored their sceneries while gazing into each others' eyes. "Huh?"

"I said 'yet'."

Blushing to the side, the light mage glow in fiery bright light, hoping to hide it with the palm of her hands. The shadow mage just smiled, flashing his most usual and loving gleam that could light up her cheeks in an instant.

"Will you?"

"Of course!!" Taking no time, she jumped over to him, letting the two fall by the dark grassy lanes under the dark skies. Gleaming happily and grateful, she laughed over to him as he did while he rubbed her head, expressing the same joyful aura.

Kissing her forehead, Nacht wrapped his arms around her waist while her cheeks continued to glow in white bright light. His dark hair bristled like the leaves, the winds showing much delight at them too. He smiled, "Hahaha. Thank you."

Their love bloomed like the flowers in spring. So fresh and wondrous. Their differences and opposite directions were nothing as they shared the same similarities, their love for each other.

Pulling her into his shadows, he spoke as if he was blinded by love. Nearing himself close to the polar side of him. "I love you. You know that right?"

"I love you more, you shadow master~" She replied, squishing his cheeks while she enjoyed the feeling of his soft skin on her fingers.

Sharing a kiss and moulding into one. His soft lips pressed lovingly down on her's, cherishing their spent moments as things started to accelerate and went heated.

She laid in bed while he towers over her own. Pressed up to him while she cupped his cheeks into a melting kiss. Hoisting herself, she deepened their lips until lust drove their mind. Whispering by her lips, "Do you want this?"

"I do..." She hummed, looking him dead in the eyes. Her cheeks flushed, the abnormal white light shining by her cheeks instead of red. Pulling away, Nacht began to roam his way down to her attire.

She lets out a yelp, adding a smirk to his face while his breath fanned across her skin. Shivering in taste, she could see how his eyes darkened and glinted at the view of her. But she trusts him fully, which she let him do as he pleased.

"You look wonderful, dar—"

"DARLING, WE NEED TO TALK!!" A sudden voice of the man the clover fears appeared outside the doors she lived in. Eyes snapped awakened from their driven lust. They snapped frozen as to where they paused. "Why are you suddenly taking those pills?!"

"Father!" She whispered-yelled to the man above her, wanting to take actions as fast as they could. He looked over to her, nodding, before taking her into his own dimension of the dark. "We're leaving."

With that, they ditched the fastest man on earth for the time of their life.

Their differences were faced. They have polar status and major problems of their own. Their love was literally aligned a total opposite. But their love remains.

BONUS:

She held her breath, worried, crowding her mind. She held back her sob, not wanting to be seen weak. At this rate, any secrets that were revealed would be nothing to the people when they know of the kingdom's conditions.

Two mages of the Dark Triad came and invaded the kingdom and took her two friends. She was left to take care of her squad, silently mourning not being there at that time. Ever since her father became a child, she couldn't do much but to take care of the paper works that he couldn't handle much of.

Yet, she silently wished to be there alongside her squad and fight at their best.

The door opened near the vacant room. She snapped her eyes to see the male she needs comfort from. "Nacht! You're here!" Falling by him, she tugged by his hold, which he immediately wrapped his arms around her.

"Hey. You alright?" He whispered down to her ears. She tried to hold back her tears before they continued to stream down like an endless river. Choking out a sob while she clenched down to his cloak.

"No."

Crying out, she muffled down to his attire. "I don't want him to die..."

"We have to save him."

A man appeared from the shadows, alongside a boy by his hold. A smile plastered by his face, not supporting their current atmosphere. A boy under his arm was Asta, which made Yuno stand alarmed. "Who—?!"

"He's not an enemy!" A voice stopped him from attacking. The room fixated themselves on the source of the sound. An unknown lady with the known robe of the black insignia stopped him.

Asta gasped at the view of her, "(y/n)-chan!"

"(y/n)-chan... You know him?" The small Julius looked over at her with confusion.

Smiling to foresee the situation, she replied sheepishly as to lighten up the mood. "He's my—"

"Nacht. I am her husband."

The small Wizard King has forgotten the situation in an instant. Spluttering out a surprise which he was not much pleased of. "WHAT?!"

"MY BABY IS MARRIED?! NO ONE TOLD ME!!" Standing up with no manner on top of the table, the small kid pointed over the male he assigned a mission and trusted for a long time. Betrayed, "YOU!!"

Nozel stopped the small Wizard King from throwing another war in hand. Looking over to the young king with a bunch of seriousness as did the others. "Now is not the time. We have a crisis hanging on."

Sighing, Julius stepped back down, going into his serious mode. "Darling, we're going to have a chat later on."

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❝ there's a part of myself i'm missing.. ❞
—made me this way, seraphine

9/3/21 ☁︎ opposites attract
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