《The tokoyamiverse》secrets
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requested by danielgaraybe
tokoyami didn't know how long he could keep this up
first the beach trip
garlic day
the bat zoo
and now horror movies with one of his best friends
mezo shoji
no, wait
he wasn't his best friend
he was "tokoyami's"
not "fumikage's"
this hidden identity he had hidden behind
the bird mask made it easy
but at the same time very difficult
tokoyami was readying the popcorn with shoji
and he had picked out a horror movie about vampires
(perfect) he grumbled to himself
"hope you're ready for a scare, vampires are the scariest things that I can think of" the octopus boy commented as they both sat on the couch
"why do you think that," tokoyami asked hesitantly, trying to cover up the fear in his voice
"the whole drinking blood thing, and the way they walk, it's so creepy" shoji replied with a shudder
(stupid stereotypes) he cursed to himself
tokoyami found it insulting
as a vampire himself
no, he did not drink blood, he didn't creep the way that people see in the movies
and they are not scary
yes he had no reflection
yes he had to wear litres of sun cream when stepping outside
but he was not a bad person
everyone always assumes that vampires are satan spawns, filled with evil and darkness
but if they ever met one and got to truly know them
then they would see that they were wrong
he did have the powers of a vampire
turning into a bat
super speed, strength and durability
he did not, however, the sparkle in the sunlight like some movie interpretations, which he was very thankful for
"it's just a movie's representation of them, you do not how they actually act," tokoyami said with a grumble
shoji nodded behind a pillow he was hiding behind
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tokoyami sighed as he turned off the movie
shoji was shocked by the sudden light disappearing
"I was going to tell you something about myself today, but based on your reaction I know it would be foolish" he commented as he tried to walk away
but shoji swiftly got up and pulled at his arm to make him stop
which made the birds head fall of
(while in the movie he was undoing the straps ready for the big reveal, but didn't have time to tie them back together)
shoji made a startled noise as he looked at his best friend
his face was paler than a ghosts
his eyes seemed to glow
and his open mouth showed two glistening fangs
"you're...you're" shoji tried to say, but he kept stuttering on the words
"yes, yes I'm a terrifying vampire, I drink the fruit of the reddest blood apples and sleep in a bed that I call "my coffin" " he said in annoyance
shoji stopped in silence
how had he never realised this about him
was his fear so big that it covered him away from the truth
and those comments
he had said so much that he was surprised the small male was not shouting at him
"tokoyami I am so sorry, I didn't know" he tried to apologize
"yeah, nobody knows, I felt like I could trust you with this, but it's clear you only see myself as a monster" he cried, trying to yank his arm away
"no, that's only because of the stories I've been told about them, I know that you're not evil, you're one of the kindest most considerate people I know," shoji said, tears to his eyes
tokoyami stopped and looked deep into his friend's eyes
"I will never tell anyone about this, and thank you for letting me into your life, I would love to know more about this part of your world so I can understand it more, I want to know everything about you, good and bad, I don't care" shoji finished with a sigh
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tokoyami smiled, hugging shoji which he happily accepted
"thank you," he said with tears rolling down his cheeks
it was such a big relief to finally tell someone
"so you know the garlic thing?" shoji was about to ask
"yes, I can't eat it, burns my throat" tokoyami laughed
"what about the whole super speed?" shoji asked more excitedly
"pizza or Chinese?" tokoyami asked
his arms filled with selections of food
causing shoji to give a sound of glee
"why don't you use these skills when you're fighting? I mean I know you have dark shadow but-" shoji was about to ask before tokoyami interjected
"I do not want people catching onto my secret, there are still many people in this world that would kill a vampire without hesitation" tokoyami replied sadly
there was a moment of silence before shoji replied
"you don't have to worry about that with me, I will never betray your trust" and closing tokoyami into a bear hug
"shoji?" tokoyami smiled with a happy sigh, showing off his fangs
"yes?" the octopus boy asked
"call me fumikage"
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