Tamaki X Mirio Novels & Stories

My mind snapped back to reality and I shoved myself off of him, cheeks red hot with embarrassment. “S-sorry” I said, wringing my hands together before looking him in the eyes. “Thank you, truly. You saved my life back there…?” “Elliot. Elliot Bishop, but you can just call me Eli" he stuck his hand out. “Tamara Jones” I firmly shake his surprisingly soft hands. “Tamara. That’s a pretty name.” “Well Eli, it’s a very fine pleasure to meet you. That was a very brave thing for you to do. How did you get us out, by the way?” The fuzzy memory of him potentially jumping off the cliff flashed in my mind.

she said softly. Damon smiled, his eyes softening as he fell into step beside her. "No problem. It's the least I can do after you almost got trampled in there." As they walked together, Aqua felt a mix of emotions swirling inside her. She was still reeling from the unexpected teleportation and the strange electric connection they had shared, but Damon's presence was oddly comforting. She stole a glance at him, noting the confident way he moved and the kindness in his eyes. "So, what class do you have next?" Damon asked, breaking the silence.

For a second her face remains serious but it soon softens and she smiles. "Aren't you one hell of a show-stopper?" She says to Mira. "I can't help it. I tried." Mira says as she hugs her. "You are not so bad yourself." I watch the exchange between Tam and Mira, feeling a slight shift in the atmosphere. It's one of those rare moments where the tension in the air disappears. They may not always get along, but there’s something about seeing them in the same space without the usual friction that feels… easier, in some way.

Z: Delete my number L: only if you ask me nicely Z: I am not asking you nicely L: I am not deleting your number Z: What are you?? A twelve year old?? L: if you have doubt about my masculinity, I am only too happy to clear it for you Mirrie ,if you know what I mean *winky face* Z: pervert L: aww babe , I was getting into the mood Z: go torture someone else L: It's you I want babe Z: stop calling me babe L: Aww!! Babe is angry

Violet was the first person he talked to about this issue. Violet sat quietly, she clenched her fists, if Osmund had shared with her about this matter, it meant that he had gradually trusted her. Violet smiled, she was happy about it. Violet doesn't need big things, just a small thing makes Violet happy. The clip in the laptop appeared, Maki wearing a Japanese kimono appeared, she smiled. Maki is the most powerful and knowledgeable vampire a werewolf knows. She doesn't harm humans, she doesn't invade werewolf territory. Violet also has a good feeling towards Maki.

she nodded and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Armani again, Mirai hugged me tightly while peeking at Armani. I laugh at her reaction. Armani released his wings, and it stunned Mirai, her mouth agape in awe. “Mirai, he is Armani, the legendary snake of the whole Majika. Don’t worry, because Armani won't hurt you.” I said. Mirai looked at Armani in amazement. “You are Armani? I thought it was just a rumor because no one sees you. But I was wrong because you are here in front of me now. I am Mirai!” she said with a smile. Her shaking slowly dissipated.

while Milo stayed close to Elara, watching, absorbing. When a teacher asked for their names, Mira piped up proudly, “I’m Mira Cross!” The teacher smiled. “And you must be Milo?” Milo blinked, caught off guard, then nodded shyly. “He’s my brother,” Mira added matter of factly, like that explained everything. Elara’s breath hitched a little. The words came so naturally from Mira’s lips, and Milo’s eyes flickered up to her, searching for permission. Elara gave him a small, warm smile, one that said it was okay to belong here, if he wanted to.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Need I remind you that Miyamura is wonderfully good at smacking the shit out of people? And for some strange reason, he really likes the idea of hitting me. “Yeah, you’re right”. Miyamura agrees much to my surprise. “But I think that’s the way Sorahiko shows affection, after all, he won’t be my lover if he didn’t like me a bit”. If only it were just a little bit. “Well, this is nice”. Aito smiles encouragingly. “You both look so domestic, and I’ve literally never seen you this calm, Mira”.

He took me to the car and started asking me questions. Cop: “What is your name?” Me: Mira. Cop: Where are you from? Where were you kidnapped? Are you in any threat? Me: (weakly) Free city, please. I need to get to the hospital. Cop: We are used to these tricks. You are not getting away till we carry out proper investigations.