About to rewrite broken glass for the third time.

Still think it's so funny that everyone's first reaction is "that's your dad?" To Nejire and not "oh hey, that's probably the step dad"

I think I haven't explained the reasons for the specific jacket colors, but it's very important lmao.

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"So, how's your hand?" Shinya asked. He and Kugo stood there in the hospital room.

"Oh, Kamihara came with you Sir?" Ochako asked, looking at her bare finger, where a scar had been left behind. "Well, it isn't bad or anything. Stopped hurting so that's good!" She laughed. "My mom hasn't come to see me yet though. You know how she is."

"I do?" Shinya asked, looking up at his coworker.

"She doesn't like Ochako workin' with us now that it's public." Kugo explained. "But hey, we're here!" He said, holding a small gift. "Hurry up and open it!" He grinned, handing her a gift.

Ochako sat there for a second. She really hoped it wasn't some stereotypical Mexican joke. It happened way too much. But these two totally wouldn't, right? Shinya was Japanese and French, he definitely knew about the stupid jokes.

"Oh wow! Who got this for me?" She asked, looking at the cute jacket. A white jacket with a pink stripe along the sleeves. The symbol for the white coats on the breast, seemingly sewn by a fashion company. "What, have I been promoted or something?" She snickered.

"No, nothing like that. But it's nice and the grey one wasn't cute, or in pink. Plus Ryuko said pink was your favorite color so you can thank her for a nice one." Shinya laughed a bit.

"Wait, you're not my supervisor, why are you with Mr.Sakamata?" Ochako pondered, folding the jacket and placing it on her bed.

"You don't have a specific unit as a grey coat, but you have been involved in a very hectic case for my unit. And as the head, I have to take reports on undead cases. So... you got involved and now we have to interrogate you about it!"

"Oh... well, I really just knew she was dangerous, nothing else, ya know? But she ran off after I called her out and tried to transform into something." Ochako explained, looking down at her fingers. "I followed her into this neighborhood and she was talking to a boy, I didn't really see him but he lived close by. He looked scared cuz he ya know, ran in on her eating his neighbor's cat." She recalled. "Then we got into a tussle and she bit my finger off."

"What neighborhood was it?"

"I don't really remember. It should be in the records of where I was found?"

"Got it. What did this boy look like?" Shinya asked, his eye beginning to twitch as he wrote in kanji on his phone's notes app. French or English would just be hard to make a report of compared to kanji.

"Black hair. Kinda tall. Skinny. I didn't see much of his face, but he was asian." Ochako said. Shinya just rolled his eyes because he already had some sort of idea of what was happening.

"Noted. Anyways, I have a patrol since, guess what! Prom night! So I'll keep talking with you next time I see you, and Kugo, I'll probably see you there?"

"I'll be there Kamihara. Tell the Mrs' I say hi." He joked. Shinya laughed.

"You're funny." He said, gently hitting his shoulder. "I'll say hi for both of you." He said before taking his own leave.

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"So pictures at my place or yours?" Nejire asked, wondering if she should put her dress on then. She had gotten a second dress because she had ironically gotten bored of her first dress.

"Yours obviously. I already had my prom." He laughed. "I'm actually on my way already. Is your dress still pink?" He asked, knowing she had gotten a small change. He also knew she had gone back on the whole pink thing because of Bibimi. Last minute actually. She grabbed the dress last night, like an asshole, but bought a matching tie so that still worked.

"You know it's blue now silly. So, I'm gonna do something with my mom really quick so, see you in 20?"

"More like 30, traffic sucks ass." He sighed.

"Perfect. I'm gonna go ahead and hang up, unless you wanna see me get changed?" Nejire joked. Natsuo laughed and shook his head.

"Please hang up." He laughed as Nejire grabbed her phone to end their call. She had gotten out of the shower a bit ago, but was wearing a robe. Right now she was curling her hair so she could do a tight low ponytail, since she wasn't going all out for a hairstyle.

Her dress choice did a complete 180 of what it was. The pink was fluffy, very over dressy. Now? Despite her fears while shopping and not wanting anything to do with the blue choice she had received, she said had second thoughts. It took two hours to find a dress though, so that was painful.

She looked completely different when the full look was completed though. The blues of her eyes, hair, and dress all complemented one another. The dress, for one, highlighted every curve she had. Instead of puffy at the bottom, it was sleek and held the shape of her thighs, which she wasn't too keen of. Oh and her chest, it was kinda revealing in that area. A low cut that dove inwards making her cleavage stick out. She looked way different, but in a good way. Must've been the light purple haze it gave off in the light of her bathroom because of the glitter. Or the heels. She and Natsuo might be the same height now!

Yeah no, she was 5'4, these were three inch heels.

"Nejire!" Malachi squealed, running upstairs and knocking on her door. "We're ready to take photos!"

"I thought we were waiting until he got here?" Nejire frowned from the other side of the door.

"Yeah but we wanna get solo pictures too." Malachi chuckled and she could hear the sound of a camera.

"I haven't put any makeup on yet though!" She grumbled, quickly putting on a bit of foundation.

"It's fine! Your mother can do that part, just hurry out!" He said before running back downstairs.

"Alright, alright, give me a sec." Nejire shouted to him as she finished blending out her foundation. "Heading down now!" She shouted and put on her nudest shade of lipgloss.

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"Nejire is just finishing up but we wanna get pictures of you two. Come on in." Mochi said, allowing Natsuo to pass through. "Damn you're really tall. How tall is your dad?"

"He is 6'4, ma'm."

"Do you play basketball?"

"I actually do! In fact, I have a sports scholarship." Natsuo said. Mochi squinted.

"That's... very interesting." She looked him up and down in judgement. "Go sit down." She sighed.

"Mama, are you messing with him?" Nejire shouted from upstairs, peaking her head around a corner.

"Yep! Anyways, Natsuo, do you want a cookie?"

"Yes please." He said, taking his shoes off at the door. "My nephew really loves your baking. He had it once and was obsessed. We drop by once a week now." Natsuo said as Mochi came back with a snickerdoodle from their cookie jar.

Malachi ran down the stairs with his camera in hand. "She's finished!" He said and turned on the camera. "We're ready!"

"Ok, walking now!" Nejire shouted, appearing in the frame of the camera. Natsuo just smiled at her.

Nejire took her heels off of her feet to walk down the stairs. She looked gorgeous. Natsuo thought she looked completely different. Unnaturally different. Still gorgeous, but not Nejire.

"Hey?" She laughed, hitting Natsuo's shoulder gently. "Where's my "you look gorgeous"?" She asked, putting on her best guy voice.

"You look gorgeous." He mocked her back. "But for real, you look nice." He said as she put on her shoes and put his tie on.

"Thank you, now pictures!" She giggled, dragging him over to the stairs. "Take photos right here dad."

Natsuo placed the white corsage on her wrist before placing his hands over her stomach. Her hand was placed over his as they both smiled gently. Nejire giggled after the photo was taken and put on a different pose.

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"Hey, Tamaki, um..." Tatami blinked. Taishiro wasn't home and Eijirou was busy being a prom employees. "Someone's at the door for you? Girlfriend?"

"Someone's there? I really wasn't expecting anyone." Tamaki mumbled, dragging himself out of bed. He really didn't expect a person trying to see him.

"I let her in but she's just waiting for you." Tatami said, biting her lip.

"Huh?"

"She asked to come in, so I did. I hope that isn't too weird and she isn't a stalker or anything." Tatami hissed, realizing what she did was a bit dumb.

"Cmon." He groaned, dragging her down the stairs. "I probably don't know he-" Tamaki looked down at the couch and went silent before dragging Tatami away from the view of the living room.

"Is she your ex or something."

"N-no..." Tamaki murmured. "She dropped by a while ago and if I told dad, he probably would've killed her." He whispered. "Maybe that's a good thing though? I don't know!" He murmured.

"She's a vampire?" She asked, poking her head out.

"Yea-yeah."

"Ok, well I invited her in, what do I do now?" Tatami whispered.

"I don't know! You can't exactly force her to leave. That's not really how it works." Tamaki sighed and bit his lip.

"Alright how about you talk to her and I hide in my room because she might try and kill me, and I call Shinya?"

"He'll just kill me too! Just go to your room, call dad, and I'll...I guess I have to talk to her? Actually, c-can you stay with me?" He begged, pouting.

"Fine!" She groaned and walked up to her room to grab a small cross necklace she owned as decoration.

"Here he is! I hope he doesn't disappoint." She giggled, introducing Tamaki to the blond girl. Tamaki waved before glancing down.

"Hi..."

"We're going out, let's go." She demanded. The "siblings" looked at one another, shrugged, and Tamaki took his phone and put on his shoes.

"I'll see you later Tati."

"Bye?"

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Sorry for no updates in a while. This has been ready since November, just didn't know whether to change anything.

Other than that, I'm writing on a computer now, so I guess you can look forward to better writing :)