HIII SO before I publish the next incredibly angsty chapter of my book...

...here are (the super late aND OVERDUE) oneshots with ghost boi!!! >;DD

Consider this a hUGE THANK YOU FOR 1K LIKE GUYS AJDKFMFMFNF HOW DID I GET 1K YA'LL ARE TOO AMAZING ;UUU;

Originally, I would only make 2 for 100... but since the vote count's so different now I decided to make 6! (and a lemon) ;UU;

Thank you for reading this book!!

This is gonna be a long chapter..

- - - Oneshots (in order of ideal appearance)

PT. 1 - Hanako x Dying!Reader (Hanahaki) @writesincursive - Hanako, Yashiro, Kou help a sick Y/N @FeriaeSoror PT. 2 - Hanako x Tall!Reader @AmaneYu - Hanako and Y/N making chocolates (Fluff) @shininauwu - Hanako x Reader x Tsukasa @AlikoToga - Lemon @everyone

Read the oneshots however you like!! Skip to the parts you want to skip to!! < 33 - - - ● Hanahaki ●

8th school mystery: the Willow Maid.

Always seen under the shade of a willow pine; enshrouded in mystery. Known to be very beautiful and slender in appearance.

However, her back is always turned to you. No one knows what lies behind that H/L, silky H/C hair.

She is known to leave a trail of petals wherever she walks.

She is known to cure those who suffer from the illness Hanahaki.

~ A petal falls.

He loves me, he loves me not.

Yet another petal falls. In a ryhthmic fashion;

He loves me.

He doesn't.

He loves me.

He doesn't.

Picking petals off a flower and determing her fate used to be such a fun game for young Y/N L/N;

Now, these falling petals were a game with her life.

A spasm racked her body, making her grip on the toilet bowl even tighter. She violently thrashed, jaws wide open.

Another petal fell into the bowl.

The 15th one.

The 15th out of thousands to come.

'What's happening to me?!'

The day the flowers began to grow was unexpected. At first, she was simply living the best moments of her life; discussing Hanako with her best friend, Yashiro.

Y/N had been by her side when she summoned Hanako. Ever since, her daring silver-haired friend grew closer to the ghost, leaving Y/N to only have a few moments with him in the human world.

She felt like he was a friend she hadn't made; someone she was destined to meet.

Unlike her best friend, she was too shy to talk; too afraid to venture into the great enigma that was Supernaturals. But her feelings and amazement for the School Wonder remained... even if she barely saw him.

She only wanted to meet him again.

So why did the flowers keep growing?

Tears sprung out from her eyes as yet another wave of nausea hit her. She hacked out another petal.

"Yashiro?"

Y/N stiffened at the sound of the familiar voice.

"H-Hanako!" She cried, trying to get up and approach him, but the flowers had done their part. She knocked down the stall door, crashing unto the bathroom floor in a crumpled heap.

She heard a horrified gasp. Y/N's vision was getting blurrier.

"Y/N! Are you alright?"

The young girl squinted her eyes, trying to make out the figure of the boy who had approached her.

Black hair.

Amber eyes.

That silly hat.

Y/N's eyes went wide just a fraction.

"Hanako-san...?" She weakly croaked.

"That's me." Hanako hastily responded, eyes wide. "What happened to you? Are you alright-?"

Y/N's heart swelled.

Same old lovable Hanako; rather cute. Concerned. Gentle. And so many other things...

She felt her lungs constrict as the roots grew deeper. Suddenly, the way her heart raced, the way she felt flustered under his intense warm gaze...

'He can cure this illness.'

"Hanako!" Y/N gasped.

"Yes?" The boy held the girl a little more tightly, looking down at her worriedly.

"There's no more time!" She gasped, breath growing baited.

"Whatever do you mean?!

She slowly breathed, voice raspy from the roots scratching at her neck.

"I've been meaning to ask this for a very long time."

Hanako leaned in closer to listen; her voice was barely audible now. Almost like a whisper. She took a shaky breath in.

"I like you." She said blatantly.

Hanako blinked.

"I...?"

"D-Do you like me, too?" She choked, feeling something stinging in her eyes. She thought they were tears... but they were roots. The flowers were growing more quickly.

"Of course I like you!" Hanako blurted.

Y/N's heart leaped, eyes wide. She tried to embrace him.

"Why wouldn't I like you?" Hanako shook his head, pulling her into a hug. "You're my best friend!"

That sentence pained her more than the roots thrashing at her heart.

The flowers grew worse.

Another spasm. She gasped, pulling herself away from Hanako. The boy's eyes went wide as he tried to pull her back-

She didn't want to be pulled back. She had piled up her feelings; all the dreams she had imagined, all the words she had in the back of her mind... all for nothing.

'Of course. Yashiro was always the bolder one.'

She felt contempt.

She felt jealousy.

Why wasn't she the bolder one?

Why did she have to be so damn shy?

'At least I know the truth.'

Hanako finally caught her as the flowers began to creep up to her heart.

The last sight she saw was a panicked, confused Hanako; naive to the fact that she was suffering from this disease of unrequited love.

But that was alright. When she died, he'd see the flowers. He would understand. He would forget her; one less girl to interfere with him and Yashiro.

That was all she was. An interferance. Someone hindering Hanako from spending time with Yashiro.

She choked. Another petal falls.

He loves me.

He doesn't.

He doesn't.

He doesn't.

Her grip on consciousness slipping, she finally succombed to the prickly, painful roots growing through her.

"Y/N?"

With the waning strength she had left, she tilted her head.

"Are you alright?" His voice was weak; pained and afraid.

Tears welled in her eyes. In acceptance, she let the flowers take over her.

"Of course I am." She smiled one last time. "I'm happy I'll die in the arms of a friend."

~

A petal falls.

Y/N could not allow that.

"P-Please, Willow Maid!" The student choked, a hack of blood splattering on her side. Y/N's regal stance faltered.

"Please! I want to live! I won't crush on him anymore! I'll never fall in love again! I-"

Y/N waved her hand.

The girl behind her went silent.

No more coughing.

The girl's eyes widened in wonder.

"Th-thank you!" She gasped. Y/N, fighting against her own will, stayed quiet.

"Please, look this way, Willow Maid!"

Y/N didn't move a muscle.

"Please!" The girl begged. "Trust me, you're the most beautiful person I've ever met!"

A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

"Thank you."

The girl stood there, stunned.

The Willow Maid never talked; now, she could prove that wrong.

~

Hanako heard the rumors of an 8th Mystery.

She was new; known to cure the disease Hanahaki. Just the thought of it rubbed salt in the still fresh wound of his memory.

Y/N dying in his arms.

But maybe, perhaps, she wasn't dead.

~

"8th School Wonder!"

The Willow Maid stiffened.

'Hanako-kun.'

Out of all people, Y/N didn't want to meet him. She turned her back on him, biting her lip tursely.

"Wait!" He cried. "Please, let's talk..."

Y/N never looked back.

Hanako had enough. He rushed to her, guilt and pain driving him to a determination he never knew he had.

"Come back! Yashiro misses you, you know?!"

Y/N stiffened at the name.

She had spent almost a month as a spirit trying to build walls from her pain; the bittersweet moment she was rejected.

Now, here came the last person she wanted to see, breaking them all down.

A month of hard work broken because of some damn toilet-bound ghost.

"Go away." She murmured bitterly.

Hanako furrowed his brows, rushing towards her.

"Y/N-"

"Don't call me that."

"Y/N!"

He gripped her sleeve, forcing her to turn around. Hanako's eyes widened.

Y/N still looked the same, except for a few things. Her H/C hair had grown as far as her ankle; she still wore the same uniform.

Where her right eye would've been, a cluster of F/F (favorite flower) took its place.

"Stop!" She yelled, tears welling in her good eye.

"Please!"

Hanako, too stunned to fight back, slowly released his grip.

"I'm sorry." He weakly spluttered.

"Don't apologize." Y/N quickly took back her arm, pulling away from him. She turned the other way, slowly walking far.

"It's my soft heart that fell for you. I'm sorry."

Hanako was overwhelmed with both guilt and sadness.

"Kou misses you, too. I miss you."

Y/N stopped for a moment.

"I do too." She murmured.

Hanako felt a wave of hope.

"We can talk again. You, me, Yashiro..."

"You and Yashiro." Y/N said firmly.

Hanako shook his head. His voice was demanding and firm;

"Later. Recess. Our old spot; the rooftop..."

Y/N sighed, looking away.

"Please, Hanako. I've moved on."

Hanako slowly drifted to hapless silence. Y/N looked back at him one last time; the last time anybody saw the Willow Maid with their own eyes.

"Move on. Don't come back."

END.

~

HAPPY END FOR PEEPS WHO CANT TAKE SAD END.

~ Many months later...

"Haven't you heard? The Willow Maid can talk!"

"A boy always comes to visit her by her tree."

"Let's look at the rumor again."

"8th school mystery: the Willow Maid.

Always seen under the shade of a willow pine; enshrouded in mystery. Known to be very beautiful and slender in appearance.

However, her back is always turned to you. No one knows what lies behind that H/L, silky H/C hair.

She is known to leave a trail of petals wherever she walks.

She is known to cure those who suffer from the illness Hanahaki.

A boy that looked much like her age was often seen beside her; many say this is her assistant.

~

"My assistant?!"

Hanako laughed, shaking his head.

"People! So gullible, aren't they?"

"In all seriousity," the Willow Maid frowned at him, crossing her arms. "The rumors say you're always by my side. You best go away before we have to follow it."

Hanako stayed quiet, thoughtfully humming. Y/N sighed.

"You know if we don't follow rumors, you'll vanish, right? You best stop coming by to visit me."

"Oh, Y/N!" Hanako rolled his eyes. "I honestly don't mind!"

The Willow Maid tilted her head.

"What do you mean?"

"I wouldn't mind being bound to you... I'd follow the rumors without shame!"

- - -

● Kou, Yashiro, Hanako, and a sick Y/N ●

Kinda ish..?? Suggestive content up ahead...? ~ "Achoo!"

"I'LL GET THE SOUP!" Kou yelled.

"I'LL FEED HER MEDICINE!" Yashiro hollered.

"I'LL GET THE DONU-"

"EVERYONE!" Y/N coughed.

Three pairs of eyes - blue, red, and amber - all turned to look at tired, E/C ones.

"Calm down, it's just a mild flu!" Y/N toned her voice down, forcing a smile. However, it was immediately wiped off her face by another cough.

The three friends instantly rushed to her side. Y/N was trembling all over by her fit of coughing.

"What do you need?!" Kou clasped her hand, eyes wide alertly. Hanako was about to hold the other, when Yashiro beat him to it.

Ghost boy pouted, begrudgingly sitting at the foot of her bed.

"I just wanted to thank you all!" Y/N weakly grinned. "You don't have to do all this, you know? Mum already does a great job at it..."

"Well, we missed you, and you couldn't visit us!" Kou sniffed.

"So we decided to visit you!" Yashiro harrumphed.

"You're stuck with m- us," Hanako quickly corrected himself. "Whether you like it or not!"

Y/N shook her head, mustering a small laugh.

"You're all too kind! I want to make it up to you.."

"Y/N," Kou smiled, looking at her affectionately. "Just your recovery will be the best 'thank you' we can get!"

Y/N began to blush a little.

"Thanks..."

Hanako cleared his throat, as if he were left forgotten.

"Shouldn't you guys start preparing her soup?" Hanako looked at Kou specifically.

"Soup? But what about the ingredients...?" Y/N croaked weakly.

"Specially provided by Mokke," Yashiro proudly held up a plastic bag of vegetables.

"Well, then, let's get going!" Kou punched the air in a cheery manner, beckoning Yashiro and Hanako to follow. The spirit wanted to stay. His original plan was to make the other two leave, making him alone with....

"You're cooking, Hanako!" Y/N laughed, wiping a cheery tear from her eye. "That's a first! I'm always the one cooking donuts for you..."

Hanako took a deep breath in, fighting his otherworldly desires.

"I'll do my best!" He held a thumbs up, floating after Yashiro and Kou. Y/N was counting on him, and he could not afford to disappoint her.

'I guess alone time will have to wait.'

~

"Here you go!"

Y/N's E/C eyes were wide in amazement as Hanako gently placed a tray on her lap.

On it lied a bowl of warm F/S (favorite soup; my personal favorite is sinigang! Cx), along with a cup of water.

Y/N tried to crawl out of her blanket, but ghost boy gently pushed her back.

"Stay there. Let me do this the easy way-"

Hanako whipped up a spoon, dipping it to the soup. He held it up near her mouth. Y/N immediately flushed in red.

"Oh, Hanako... you don't have to do that-"

"Say ahh."

"Hanako!"

"Say ahh!"

"I will not allow-"

Hanako slid the spoon of soup into her mouth to cut her off.

Caught off guard by the sudden warmth, Y/N nearly jumped.

"Calm down!" Hanako laughed. "Why? You'd rather Yashiro be spoonfeeding you?"

"Well, not exactly..."

"Kou?" Hanako asked, with a hint of edge in his voice.

"Why're you so curious?!" Y/N scoffed.

Hanako tursely fed her another spoonful of soup to shut her up.

"None of your business." He looked away bashfully.

Y/N suddenly got a crazy idea; was Hanako actually jealous? She fought back a smile. It would be fun to tease him for a change...

"Actually!" Y/N piped up sarcastically. "I think I'd prefer Kou!"

Y/N knew she was terrible at lying, but for some reason, Hanako seemed to buy it. He immediately stiffened, nearly dropping the spoon.

"Alright, that's enough." Hanako rolled his eyes. "Go on. Ahh!"

Y/N opened her mouth a fraction, not wishing to get caught off guard by the spoon again.

Task failed successfully.

Hanako forcefully pressed his lips on hers, knocking the wind out of a blushing mess of a Y/N.

Y/N didn't know how to react. He slowly leaned against the bed, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. It was almost like he wanted to do it for a long time.

'W-wait... what?!'

She slowly sank unto the mattress as Hanako harshly pinned her down. His tongue began to search for hers. Y/N pulled away in alarm.

Their faces were still very much close to eachother. Hanako was now partly in the bed along with her.

Y/N turned 50 shades of red.

"Wh-what the hell-?!"

"Say it again." Hanako murmured darkly. "Say you'd prefer Kou again. I dare you."

"Uhm.... g-guys?"

Y/N and Hanako jumped with a start.

There stood a very puzzled Yashiro, holding a bowl of what looked like another stew.

"Wh-what're you doing...?"

"Just checking her temperature!" Hanako pulled away hastily, ears tinged red in embarrassment. Y/N looked at him indignantly.

Kou bursted into the room with a start, holding the medicine. Once he saw Y/N's heated face, he immediately pressed his hand to her forehead.

"Oh my god!" He exclaimed in a panicky voice, blue eyes wide. "Y/N... why are you so hot?!"

"H-He made me more sick!" Y/N pointed at Hanako furiously, touching her lips in embarrassment.

"Lovesick?" Hanako suggested brightly.

"Give me the soup!" Y/N groaned. "Give me the soup so I can dump it in his face-"

"How mean!"

Kou and Yashiro looked back and forth between the bickering pair, then looked at eachother.

"Same old lovers quarrel?" Yashiro murmured in amusement.

"Same old lovers quarrel!" Kou laughed.

END.

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