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Summary:

If wearing Makeup is what it takes to hide the burn marks inflicted by none other than the love of Kuroko's life, then so be it....

Because one day it will all be worth it, one day Misaka will yearn for her,

Just you wait.

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(See the end of the work for notes.)

Chapter 1: Love

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Am I  dreaming? Because there’s no way this is real. After all these months of merely observing her beauty from afar do I now share a dorm with her… Mikoto Misaka, the object of my affection. It only took some slight manipulation of the system, like threatening the most likely candidates into backing down or else, but when in pursuit of something so powerful as true love I find such actions necessary. 

 

I don’t know how I could ever bring myself to sleep when I can lay on my side and gaze upon her peaceful slumber.  The void between our beds seems so vast from where I lay. I wonder what it would be like to join her, to feel her warmth…but alas, I’m getting far too ahead of myself. This is only our first day together after all. I must refrain from such rash advances, well at least for tonight. The last thing I want is to be seen as some kind of desperate pervert. 

 

I’m sure a time will come when I can act on the desires of my heart…I’m positive.

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I don’t think I can quantify my feelings for her at all. It’s just so futile. The way she acts so stoic in the face of danger. How she’s not afraid to stand up for what’s right…it’s just so mesmerising. She’s the perfect girl in my eyes. No other boy or girl could possibly steal my heart. Sometimes my chest feels like it’s going to burst when I see her, or she talks to me. Her beautiful almond eyes always shine bright with joy and her hair…I have no doubts about how soft and silky it must feel.

 

Although…she is rather fond of  that childish frog mascot, I even caught a glimpse of it on her underwear. Very concerning indeed. A young lady like her should take interest in more mature articles of clothing that highlight her slim feminine figure. Perhaps I shall take her shopping one day, and rectify the lack of proper clothes in her wardrobe. Would…that be a date?  Anyways, it’s getting rather late and I have classes tomorrow.

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Weeks later

 

Something happened today… A misunderstanding. An incident. After school we were walking back to our dorm alone and everything just felt…right. It was just the two of us strolling along a quiet  cobbled path. The sun setting in the background, it was really quite picture perfect.  Then the idea struck me like a ray of sunshine. Now was as good a time as any. I’d kept my feelings repressed for so long I was craving a release. I felt my heart quicken until it threatened to rupture my chest. I could feel the heat travel to my face as my own voice quivered in my throat. “Mikasa…I love you.” 

 

She paused, as a flurry of thoughts and emotions flickered behind her eyes. Those beautiful eyes…

 

Her pensive expression kept me teetering on the edge for what felt like eternity…and what a blissful few moments it was. 

 

“Uhh…Kuroko…I’m sorry.”  

 

I almost collapsed at her words. At first I thought my ears were deceiving me. This couldn’t be right. No, I had spent hours, no days thinking about her!  So I found my voice once again. She must’ve concluded this was a silly little crush, but this was so much more.

 

“But you don’t understand…I love you so much it hurts Mikasa.”

 

“Kuroko I appreciate your feelings…but I don’t love you…like you love me. I’m sorry but that’s just how it is.”

 

I don’t love you like you love me? What?  How could she say such things!? When I first heard those words it split my heart in two. So with tears welling in my eyes I reached out for her hand, clutching it so tightly I’m surprised her fingers weren’t crushed. …Maybe she was startled. Maybe my actions were somewhat unexpected. Maybe she was thrown off by my abrupt declaration of love…but the instant I grasped her I felt my body burn.   My heart stuttered as all of my muscles tightened as a powerful current coursed through me.

 

In an instant she realised what had happened. I collapsed onto the floor, my entire body trembling.

 

A moment later she was by my side, her hand wavering just beside my chest. “K-Kuroko! A-Are you okay?! I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean to.”

 

Now her face was riddled with horror. I couldn’t bear to see her like that. So I clambered onto my feet and forced my shaking knees to be still. “I’m fine.”

 

“Kuroko…” 

 

“It’s fine Misaska. I shouldn’t have been so rash in my actions. I startled you.”

 

“But-”

 

“It’s getting rather late. We should hurry to our dorm.”

 

“...right.”

 

I smiled the entire way back. I hid my charred hand behind my back. After she fell asleep, I tended to the burns in the bathroom. Sure, it stung…but if this was the price of our love then so be it. I would endure a thousand lightning bolts if it meant I could spend just one more day with you.

 

It’s fine that you don’t like me yet. That’s ok. Feelings are subject to change. But my heart will forever be yours and only yours. So I’ll be here, waiting for you to join me.

Notes:

This is part one of a dark and sinister (and oddly realistic) take on Kuroko's obsession with Misaka Mikoto and the lengths she is willing go...just to have a shot at her.

This is also my first dairy entry style 3 shot soooo we'll see how this goes!

Thanks for reading!

Credit to Taz for implanting the idea in my brain :p