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(Idk if I'm making this a genuine series, I guess if people like it-- other than that, I received a prompt from anonymous: 'Reader finishes studying and finds Makoto drunk and running around campus chasing after a cat.)

You yawned, rubbing your eyes full of tiredness as the library doors slammed shut behind you. It was 3 AM, but regardless of the time, you had studied your ass off for your AP Calculus midterm this week and were determined to get that A.

"SOMEONE CATCH THAT CAT! AAAA!" A small, furry creature ran past you and around your legs, finding refuge between your legs. Looking down, you met eyes with a small kitten who mewled at you, snuggling against your jean leg. The tall figure who you assumed was the one screeching skidded to a stop in front of you, pointing to the small creature. "LET ME PET YOU."

"Uh, are you okay?" You rose an eyebrow at the man, stumbling and struggling to keep his balance. He ran a hand through his hair, messing his hair up even more. He plopped down on his butt and beckoned the kitten forward, ignoring your concern.

"I've never been rejected by a cat, never! Ever! EVER!" He groaned and buried his head in his hands, staring down at the concrete floor. You stepped closer and sighed, scooping up the small kitten and placing her atop the textbook you held in your hands. She purred and looked at you curiously, prying at the hardcover book. You knelt down beside the panicky male, sighing.

His breath smelled of beer and you mentally groaned, only wanting to get to your apartment and pass out on the couch. Instead, you were sitting on the steps of the library of Tokyo Uni with a drunken stranger bawling over a cat.

"Will you stop? Here." You pushed the kitten into his arms, who at first struggled. You murmured a soft reassurance, and she complied, snuggling the male.

"AAAH! YES! MAMAKOTO ISN'T LOSING TO A MERE CAT TODAY!" The male cheered triumphantly, ruffling the kitten's fur lovingly. You rolled your eyes and got up, holding out a hand to 'Mamakoto'.

"Wha?" He looked up at your hand and sat on the ground, stroking the kitten. "Who are you?"

"A tired student who has taken up the job of babysitting you until you're sober. Let's go." You pushed your hand closer into his face, and with one hand he held the kitten safely, and with the other, he took your hand. You dragged him behind you, ignoring his drunken babbling.

"Wah! The bar, I was at the bar? Nagisa made me drink so much and- home! I have to go home! Where is that again? Wah!!!"

"Shut. Up." You shoved the male into the backseat of your car, along with the mewling kitten. She made her way into the front seat, nervous. You had a kitten of your own at home, so what's another one going to do? You whispered reassurances to her and pulled out your spare carrier from the trunk, allowing her to take refuge in the sturdy cage. After making sure everyone in the car wasn't going to jump out the window, you pulled out of the university parking lot and headed for your apartment.

Upon reaching your apartment door after much struggling, you felt the drowsiness wash over you. Sighing, you directed your new guest towards your couch, tossing a blanket at him.

"I'm... I'm... Ma... Huh? Makoto Tachibana!" He exclaimed, gushing like a six year old. In the light, you recognized him now, he was Haruka's childhood friend and trainer. Haruka was out for training camp, so Makoto must've tagged along with some other friends to the bar. Nagisa?

"(F/N) (L/N)," you replied. Placing a warm dish of milk out, your male kitten, named Saba (thanks to Haruka) scurried out from your bedroom to greet his new companion. He pawed playfully at the new kitten, and the two shared the dish politely. Smiling, you scratched Saba's ear, who purred with delight.

You returned to the kitchen and placed a cup of water in Makoto's hand, gesturing for him to drink. When he was incapable of processing your words, you groaned and pushed the cup towards mouth, water spilling from the sides.

"Never drink again, Tachibana-san. Never."

"Your kitten's cute. But you're a lot cuter!" He smiled, and you could have sworn you saw some sort of angelic lighting around him. Shaking your head, you exited the room.

"It's the alcohol!" You yelled back, entering your bedroom. Your eyes scanned the room for the bag of clothing Haru had left the last time he visited. It wasn't unusual for him to leave clothes either, because he would show up unexpected and steal your bathtub for at least an hour or two before coming out to properly greet you. Grabbing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, you walked back out to your living room, where Makoto lay petting the kittens.

"Here. They may fit small, but they're better than the stink you're emitting right now." You tossed the clothes at him and he made no effort to catch them, only grunting when it hit him square in the face. "You can change in the bathroo- Wait, wait!" You dashed over to Makoto, where he had his shirt half-off and looked at you in confusion.

"What? You want me to change, so I am!~" He grinned and tugged his shirt back off, revealing the abs he had perfected throughout many years of backstroke and training. They were pretty amazing, and you had the urge to feel him up, but now was not the time for those dirty thoughts!

"Fine, fine... You can use the bathroom in the hall, and please don't try to jump off the balcony. I'm going to bed." You leave him stripping happily, used to the weird antics of the Iwatobi boys. First, Haru, and now Makoto. Great. Is there anyone else you need to meet?

The next morning, you heard Makoto's familiar scream and stuck your head out from your kitchen door, locking eyes with a flustered Makoto. He yelped once more and hid beneath the blanket you had lend him and sighed, returning to your post in the kitchen.

"That's Haru's friend from AP Calc... What did I do? Oh god, how embarrassing... And she's really cute too... I'm such a loser!"

"Tachibana-san...?" You pulled at the blanket concealing his flushed face and laughed when he squealed. "Breakfast. And it's not mackerel." You plopped down beside the couch with a plateful of eggs and bacon with a side of toast, switching the TV on. Makoto pulled himself up and reached for the other plate on your coffee table, relishing in the delicious smell of the bacon.

"Uh..." Makoto cleared his throat as he swallowed a piece of toast. "Thanks for last night... As you can see, I'm a poor drinker." He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment as you sipped at a cup of apple juice.

"No worries, I mean, I didn't want to leave you out there, and if I did, you'd probably get arrested. But never drink again, seriously."

"Yeah..."

Then, your kitten groggily entered the room, scurrying over to you with eyes full of hunger. He jumped onto the couch, snuggling Makoto before looking over at you, practically begging for food.

"Sorry Saba, I'll get you a bowl." You smoothed over the soft fur on his head and smiled, leaving him to explore the stranger.

"Saba?" Makoto questioned, allowing the kitten to playfully toy with his finger.

"Haru's fault. When I first got him, Haru would come over and feed him bits of mackerel. It's his favorite snack and now his name." You filled two bowls full of fresh cat food and placed them onto a clean mat, knowing that kittens were messy eaters. You coaxed Saba over to the bowl, and he gratefully dashed to the bowl of food.

"Huh, where is she?" You walked over to Makoto, and he looked at you in confusion.

"What?"

You stripped him of the rest of his blanket and found the missing kitten happily snuggled against Makoto's leg, mewling at the absence of warmth. "There you are! Come on, breakfast." You lifted her and placed her beside Saba, who gave her an appreciative snuggle.

"Ah..." Makoto smiled at the small kittens, playfully nipping at each other. "So cute..."

"You're gonna need to thank her. If you didn't run all across campus chasing her, you would've still been there." You laughed as the redness returned to his face, and he pouted.

"It's not my fault! But you're right, she led me to you. So I'm grateful." He smiled slightly, and you screamed internally as your heart skipped a beat.

"I wish I could keep her... Our complex doesn't allow pets." Makoto entered your kitchen and you sat at the bar, contemplating the subject. He began to wash his plate when you jumped up with an idea.

"You can co-own her! I mean, you're the one who found her in the first place. Uh... You're welcome to come over and spend time with her... If you want. I have a spare key." You avoided his hopeful gaze in an attempt to hide the shameless blush that spread across your cheeks, smiling at the two kittens running around the cat tower.

"Is that--... Is that okay?" Makoto asked nervously, watching you rummage through a drawer beside your couch. Your eyes lit up and pulled out the light green key, handing it to Makoto over the counter. He bit his lip and took it, adding it to his key ring. You smiled at him and he returned the gesture.

"How about a name?" Makoto scooped up the kitten and placed her atop the bar, and she pranced over towards you.

"Huh... Makoto, what's your favorite food?"

"Ta...Tamago?" *

"Tamako!" You exclaimed, happy to see the kitten light up at the name. "She likes it."

"Yeah..." Makoto smiled, but his eyes were focused on you. He was grateful that you decided to take him home, and couldn't help but love the soft gaze you had when discussing anything about kittens in general. He found himself staring intently at you, and you snapped your fingers to capture his attention.

"Tachibana-san? I have morning classes, so I have to get going soon." You placed Tamako on the floor where she reunited with Saba, who immediately pounced on her.

"Oh, right, me too."

"I can give you a ride, just get your clothes from the basket in the hall. I hope you don't mind smelling like flowers," you chuckled.

After he changed and freshened up, you grabbed your keys from the counter and said your goodbyes to Tamako and Saba, who also snuggled Makoto as a goodbye. Ah, I am so thankful for that kitten... Tachibana-san seems to think that too. He's cute too-- like a kitten...?

"(F/N)-chan?"

"Ah! Sorry, uh... Let's go." You exited the apartment quietly, but when you turned you found Makoto already locking the door with his key.

"I thought I should..."

"Yeah."

The two of you entered your car smelling slightly of booze and listened to the quiet music emitting from your speakers, enjoying each other's presence. At times, Makoto would glance over at you and smile, and you only blushed harder. You did the same, and the two of you ended up becoming a flustered mess by the time you arrived on campus.

You were about to take off in the direction of your AP Calculus class when Makoto caught you by your sleeve, catching you by surprise.

"Oh, uh..." Makoto looked down at your sleeve, cursing himself for grasping onto you by impulse. "Can... Can we meet after class so we can get lunch? Only if you don't have plans! I don't want to bother you."

"Of course, Tachibana-san. You owe me, since I babysat you all night." You took his phone from his hand and entered your contact in, handing it back to him. "I'll be looking forward to it."

You walked away, squealing internally, celebrating your accomplishment in you head.

Makoto grew flushed, watching you walk further away. I'm doomed, Haru...

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(Idk if I'm making this a genuine series, I guess if people like it-- other than that, I received a prompt from anonymous: 'Reader finishes studying and finds Makoto drunk and running around campus chasing after a cat.)

You yawned, rubbing your eyes full of tiredness as the library doors slammed shut behind you. It was 3 AM, but regardless of the time, you had studied your ass off for your AP Calculus midterm this week and were determined to get that A.

"SOMEONE CATCH THAT CAT! AAAA!" A small, furry creature ran past you and around your legs, finding refuge between your legs. Looking down, you met eyes with a small kitten who mewled at you, snuggling against your jean leg. The tall figure who you assumed was the one screeching skidded to a stop in front of you, pointing to the small creature. "LET ME PET YOU."

"Uh, are you okay?" You rose an eyebrow at the man, stumbling and struggling to keep his balance. He ran a hand through his hair, messing his hair up even more. He plopped down on his butt and beckoned the kitten forward, ignoring your concern.

"I've never been rejected by a cat, never! Ever! EVER!" He groaned and buried his head in his hands, staring down at the concrete floor. You stepped closer and sighed, scooping up the small kitten and placing her atop the textbook you held in your hands. She purred and looked at you curiously, prying at the hardcover book. You knelt down beside the panicky male, sighing.

His breath smelled of beer and you mentally groaned, only wanting to get to your apartment and pass out on the couch. Instead, you were sitting on the steps of the library of Tokyo Uni with a drunken stranger bawling over a cat.

"Will you stop? Here." You pushed the kitten into his arms, who at first struggled. You murmured a soft reassurance, and she complied, snuggling the male.

"AAAH! YES! MAMAKOTO ISN'T LOSING TO A MERE CAT TODAY!" The male cheered triumphantly, ruffling the kitten's fur lovingly. You rolled your eyes and got up, holding out a hand to 'Mamakoto'.

"Wha?" He looked up at your hand and sat on the ground, stroking the kitten. "Who are you?"

"A tired student who has taken up the job of babysitting you until you're sober. Let's go." You pushed your hand closer into his face, and with one hand he held the kitten safely, and with the other, he took your hand. You dragged him behind you, ignoring his drunken babbling.

"Wah! The bar, I was at the bar? Nagisa made me drink so much and- home! I have to go home! Where is that again? Wah!!!"

"Shut. Up." You shoved the male into the backseat of your car, along with the mewling kitten. She made her way into the front seat, nervous. You had a kitten of your own at home, so what's another one going to do? You whispered reassurances to her and pulled out your spare carrier from the trunk, allowing her to take refuge in the sturdy cage. After making sure everyone in the car wasn't going to jump out the window, you pulled out of the university parking lot and headed for your apartment.

Upon reaching your apartment door after much struggling, you felt the drowsiness wash over you. Sighing, you directed your new guest towards your couch, tossing a blanket at him.

"I'm... I'm... Ma... Huh? Makoto Tachibana!" He exclaimed, gushing like a six year old. In the light, you recognized him now, he was Haruka's childhood friend and trainer. Haruka was out for training camp, so Makoto must've tagged along with some other friends to the bar. Nagisa?

"(F/N) (L/N)," you replied. Placing a warm dish of milk out, your male kitten, named Saba (thanks to Haruka) scurried out from your bedroom to greet his new companion. He pawed playfully at the new kitten, and the two shared the dish politely. Smiling, you scratched Saba's ear, who purred with delight.

You returned to the kitchen and placed a cup of water in Makoto's hand, gesturing for him to drink. When he was incapable of processing your words, you groaned and pushed the cup towards mouth, water spilling from the sides.

"Never drink again, Tachibana-san. Never."

"Your kitten's cute. But you're a lot cuter!" He smiled, and you could have sworn you saw some sort of angelic lighting around him. Shaking your head, you exited the room.

"It's the alcohol!" You yelled back, entering your bedroom. Your eyes scanned the room for the bag of clothing Haru had left the last time he visited. It wasn't unusual for him to leave clothes either, because he would show up unexpected and steal your bathtub for at least an hour or two before coming out to properly greet you. Grabbing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, you walked back out to your living room, where Makoto lay petting the kittens.

"Here. They may fit small, but they're better than the stink you're emitting right now." You tossed the clothes at him and he made no effort to catch them, only grunting when it hit him square in the face. "You can change in the bathroo- Wait, wait!" You dashed over to Makoto, where he had his shirt half-off and looked at you in confusion.

"What? You want me to change, so I am!~" He grinned and tugged his shirt back off, revealing the abs he had perfected throughout many years of backstroke and training. They were pretty amazing, and you had the urge to feel him up, but now was not the time for those dirty thoughts!

"Fine, fine... You can use the bathroom in the hall, and please don't try to jump off the balcony. I'm going to bed." You leave him stripping happily, used to the weird antics of the Iwatobi boys. First, Haru, and now Makoto. Great. Is there anyone else you need to meet?

The next morning, you heard Makoto's familiar scream and stuck your head out from your kitchen door, locking eyes with a flustered Makoto. He yelped once more and hid beneath the blanket you had lend him and sighed, returning to your post in the kitchen.

"That's Haru's friend from AP Calc... What did I do? Oh god, how embarrassing... And she's really cute too... I'm such a loser!"

"Tachibana-san...?" You pulled at the blanket concealing his flushed face and laughed when he squealed. "Breakfast. And it's not mackerel." You plopped down beside the couch with a plateful of eggs and bacon with a side of toast, switching the TV on. Makoto pulled himself up and reached for the other plate on your coffee table, relishing in the delicious smell of the bacon.

"Uh..." Makoto cleared his throat as he swallowed a piece of toast. "Thanks for last night... As you can see, I'm a poor drinker." He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment as you sipped at a cup of apple juice.

"No worries, I mean, I didn't want to leave you out there, and if I did, you'd probably get arrested. But never drink again, seriously."

"Yeah..."

Then, your kitten groggily entered the room, scurrying over to you with eyes full of hunger. He jumped onto the couch, snuggling Makoto before looking over at you, practically begging for food.

"Sorry Saba, I'll get you a bowl." You smoothed over the soft fur on his head and smiled, leaving him to explore the stranger.

"Saba?" Makoto questioned, allowing the kitten to playfully toy with his finger.

"Haru's fault. When I first got him, Haru would come over and feed him bits of mackerel. It's his favorite snack and now his name." You filled two bowls full of fresh cat food and placed them onto a clean mat, knowing that kittens were messy eaters. You coaxed Saba over to the bowl, and he gratefully dashed to the bowl of food.

"Huh, where is she?" You walked over to Makoto, and he looked at you in confusion.

"What?"

You stripped him of the rest of his blanket and found the missing kitten happily snuggled against Makoto's leg, mewling at the absence of warmth. "There you are! Come on, breakfast." You lifted her and placed her beside Saba, who gave her an appreciative snuggle.

"Ah..." Makoto smiled at the small kittens, playfully nipping at each other. "So cute..."

"You're gonna need to thank her. If you didn't run all across campus chasing her, you would've still been there." You laughed as the redness returned to his face, and he pouted.

"It's not my fault! But you're right, she led me to you. So I'm grateful." He smiled slightly, and you screamed internally as your heart skipped a beat.

"I wish I could keep her... Our complex doesn't allow pets." Makoto entered your kitchen and you sat at the bar, contemplating the subject. He began to wash his plate when you jumped up with an idea.

"You can co-own her! I mean, you're the one who found her in the first place. Uh... You're welcome to come over and spend time with her... If you want. I have a spare key." You avoided his hopeful gaze in an attempt to hide the shameless blush that spread across your cheeks, smiling at the two kittens running around the cat tower.

"Is that--... Is that okay?" Makoto asked nervously, watching you rummage through a drawer beside your couch. Your eyes lit up and pulled out the light green key, handing it to Makoto over the counter. He bit his lip and took it, adding it to his key ring. You smiled at him and he returned the gesture.

"How about a name?" Makoto scooped up the kitten and placed her atop the bar, and she pranced over towards you.

"Huh... Makoto, what's your favorite food?"

"Ta...Tamago?" *

"Tamako!" You exclaimed, happy to see the kitten light up at the name. "She likes it."

"Yeah..." Makoto smiled, but his eyes were focused on you. He was grateful that you decided to take him home, and couldn't help but love the soft gaze you had when discussing anything about kittens in general. He found himself staring intently at you, and you snapped your fingers to capture his attention.

"Tachibana-san? I have morning classes, so I have to get going soon." You placed Tamako on the floor where she reunited with Saba, who immediately pounced on her.

"Oh, right, me too."

"I can give you a ride, just get your clothes from the basket in the hall. I hope you don't mind smelling like flowers," you chuckled.

After he changed and freshened up, you grabbed your keys from the counter and said your goodbyes to Tamako and Saba, who also snuggled Makoto as a goodbye. Ah, I am so thankful for that kitten... Tachibana-san seems to think that too. He's cute too-- like a kitten...?

"(F/N)-chan?"

"Ah! Sorry, uh... Let's go." You exited the apartment quietly, but when you turned you found Makoto already locking the door with his key.

"I thought I should..."

"Yeah."

The two of you entered your car smelling slightly of booze and listened to the quiet music emitting from your speakers, enjoying each other's presence. At times, Makoto would glance over at you and smile, and you only blushed harder. You did the same, and the two of you ended up becoming a flustered mess by the time you arrived on campus.

You were about to take off in the direction of your AP Calculus class when Makoto caught you by your sleeve, catching you by surprise.

"Oh, uh..." Makoto looked down at your sleeve, cursing himself for grasping onto you by impulse. "Can... Can we meet after class so we can get lunch? Only if you don't have plans! I don't want to bother you."

"Of course, Tachibana-san. You owe me, since I babysat you all night." You took his phone from his hand and entered your contact in, handing it back to him. "I'll be looking forward to it."

You walked away, squealing internally, celebrating your accomplishment in you head.

Makoto grew flushed, watching you walk further away. I'm doomed, Haru...