All Chapters of Aligned Fantasy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The morning sun blazed mercilessly through the glass panes of the Kurobane estate, casting sharp beams across the marble floors and high ceilings. Dante wasn’t expecting much from the day. Another lonely breakfast, perhaps a run later, maybe a spar with one of the house guards if he could stand the silence long enough. What he wasn’t expecting, what didn’t even begin to cross his mind, was her. Seeing his mother at the dining table on a hot Tuesday morning wasn’t on his schedule. Yet there she was, unbothered and poised as always, dressed in head-to-toe emerald green. Her suit was tailored to perfection, the fabric hugging her statuesque frame in a way that demanded attention. Her long blue hair flowed over her shoulder, cascading down her back in soft, gleaming waves. The coolness of her gaze, icy, crystalline blue, was fixated not on him, but on the meal in front of her. Her dark skin, smooth and luminous in the daylight, mirrored his own. And sometimes, more often than he’d li

the morning air was crisp, the clouds veiing the rising sun.Dew clung stubbornly to the corners of the chain-link fence surrounding the public basketball court, making the world feel fresh, untouched. Empty. Quiet. Except for Maya. He stood near the free-throw line, arms folded over his chest, his back rising and falling in steady breaths. He had arrived ten minutes early, pacing occasionally, trying to calm the steady beat of nerves behind his ribcage. dressed in shorts and a loose baggy top, his light blue hair packed in a pony tail. He couldn’t get Dante's face out of his head, or the way Taiga had looked last night after the game. Like he had something to say but didn’t know how. Like his heart was carrying something too heavy for one person. Maya looked up at the sound of sneakers crunching gravel. Taiga was here. Hands shoved in the pockets of his joggers, flannel jacket unbuttoned displaying tonned abs and defined.waist and V line, hair swaying in the wind.Taiga appr

“Dante... I didn’t know it was this bad for you,” Maya said softly from behind him. “I thought you just wanted us to try something new. I didn’t realize you were unraveling.” That word. Unraveling. Yeah, he was. He turned to face Maya, expression hard but his eyes wild. “You want the truth, Maya? You really want it?” Maya didn’t answer, he just nodded. Dante stepped forward. “One night with Taiga ruined me.” Maya flinched. that was enough confirmation for maya, so they had sex je thought, feeling nothing, no hurt, strangely he felt happiness, they got a taste of each other now they would be desperate for more. Dante didn’t stop. “I haven’t slept properly. I can’t eat. I smell his scent on everything. My rut’s out of sync. My body’s reacting like he’s mine, like we bonded. And the worst part?” He looked Maya dead in the eyes. “ I want him to be mine.” The silence that followed was loud. Deafening. Maya said nothing, just looked at him with a tight-lipped exp

Outside the school gates, where the breeze rattled the iron bars and moonlight cast sharp shadows, Taiga walked alone, hood over his head. His jaw clenched tightly, body still humming from adrenaline and exhaustion. Then a voice, smooth and edged with velvet steel, cut through the silence like a blade. “You always run off after games. Afraid to face the people who care?” Taiga froze. Dante stepped out from behind a tree, hands shoved into the pockets of his long coat. The cold did nothing to dull the searing intensity in his blue eyes. “Fuck off,” Taiga said without turning. Dante’s lips curled. “Still mad about earlier? Or just scared?” Taiga turned now, slowly, facing him. “What do you want?” “You know what I want.” The air grew heavy, pressing between them like a storm waiting to crack. “You’ve been ignoring Maya. Ignoring me. Playing the martyr card like anyone asked you to.” Dante’s voice was low, dangerous. “You think if you push hard enough, we’ll both walk

Rin gasped, still breathless, clinging tightly to the arms in front of him. His vision swam with tears. His body shook uncontrollably in this stranger’s hold. The voice softened. “Captain…? I mean—Rin?” He knew that voice. Knew who it belonged to. He raised his head slowly, hands still clutching the stranger’s arms. “Taiga… please…” Taiga didn’t hesitate. He saw it in Rin’s eyes instantly, the spiraling, the panic, the fragile threads holding him together threatening to snap. He’d seen it before. He’d helped Tatsuya through this exact kind of breakdown. Rin was having a panic attack. “Hey, look at me,” Taiga said gently, placing his hands on either side of Rin’s shoulders. “It’s okay. You’re okay. Breathe, alright? I’ve got you.” His voice was steady, calm, a grounding force in the chaos that threatened to drown Rin. To help him regulate, Taiga released a subtle wave of pheromones, warm, earthy, like cedarwood and moonlight. It wasn’t overpowering. Just enough to help