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Campfire Stories | Ushijima Wakatoshi

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Published: October 9, 2016
The crackling fire lit up the surrounding area with orange and crimson hues. It's smoldering heat acted as a barrier, preventing the crisp Autumn air from penetrating. It was almost overwhelming. The skin of your face felt as charred as the marshmallow on it's stick and dried your eyes to the point of tears. You struggled to find the perfect balance between temperatures.

You lacked an overall opinion of camping, and the outdoors in general, but it was somewhat of a tradition for a selected number of clubs and classmates to attend. It was enjoyable, a mini-vacation from the monotony of daily life. Plus, the school's volleyball team was invited.

Out of the corner of your eye, you watched as Ushijima joined his team at their own, individual bonfire. He was dressed more casually than you were use to, and it was entirely possible it wasn't just the flames making your face burn anymore. His mouth moved incoherently in response to his more outgoing members, the sleeves of his maroon sweater pushed up to his elbows to reveal sculpted, marble like forearms.

The two of you were mere acquaintances, only comfortable enough for a polite 'hello' in the morning and a 'good-bye' if you happened to see him. About the only connection you had with him was both your fathers played on the same volleyball team, but you hadn't found that out until your second year and it was awkward to bring it up given the circumstances.

Still, you admired him. You would have played volleyball too, but the girls' team was intimidating --if not terrifying. You were a meager, little thing anyway, with more brains than athletic capabilities.

"Have you guys heard the rumors about these woods?"

You brought your gaze to the nameless first year, brows furrowed incredulously. The mixture of boys and girls in the group reeled in, their gelatinous, white cubes long since forgotten.

"What about them?" Another student asked, barely above a whisper.

The nameless first year smirked, his eyes narrowed impishly, "It's said that these woods were used to summon demons; more specifically the Goat Man."

"Th-the Goat Man?"

"What the hell is that?"

"Exactly what it sounds like: part man, part goat. Nobody really knows why he was summoned, but when he was he killed every one of his worshipers with an ax from the Underworld. The rumor is that he still roams these woods, some say it can even shift into looking like someone you know.

"My brother said that if you stand at the edge of the tree-line and stare into the darkness long enough, you'll hear his cloven hooves approaching and just as you turn your back to run..."

You found yourself inexplicably holding your breath.

Your classmate jumped from his chair and bellowed, "He'll get ya!"

Several girls in the group shrieked and it caused your own heart to nearly lurch out of your chest. Their screams were ear-piercing, gaining unwanted attention from the other campers, particularly Ushijima's, and you stood to diffuse the situation.

"I think that's probably enough ghost stories for tonight."

"What? You scared?"

"N-no, I just--"

"If you don't believe me, then why don't you try it?"

The very idea was enough to send a shiver down your spine, and a single droplet of sweat trickled down your temple. You waved your hand dismissively, "I don't think that's necessary. It's just a silly story, so let's all just try to calm down."

"If it's just a story then you have nothing to worry about. Right, senpai?"

You swallowed, unable to keep your eyes from meeting the tree line. Curiosity was a deadly lure, tempting you despite the obvious lack of truth as if you were back in grade-school and  dared to chant Mary's name from a bathroom mirror. Hypothetically, what if something did happen?

Absentmindedly, you also turned to look at Ushijima and nearly choked to find his stoic gaze already locked on you. The silent stare between him and you was almost as terrifying as staring into decrepit-like branches, and it looked like he was mentally reprimanding you for even considering playing such a childish game.

But you could no longer ignore the clucking classmate.

You straightened, fingers curled into fist at your sides. You trudged away from the fire, ignoring your group's gasps of astonishment. A couple of students even rose to follow you, albeit keeping their distance. The withered leaves and fallen branches crunched beneath your feet, bringing your anxiety to a whole new level.

You hesitated the closer you came to peering into the shadowy depths of the forest and was subsequently shoved by the story-teller.

Unbeknownst to you, that was the last straw for Ushijima.

He didn't say much, and for that reason he didn't know very much about you, but you were always conveniently in his sight. Always in the same place at the same time, Ushijima learned by watching. Your gentleness and coy interaction with everyone you met made him feel protective of you, he didn't want anyone taking advantage of that. He didn't like seeing anyone uncomfortable (even if the bluntness of his words were a constant cause), but with you he loathed it.

You were uneasy with the feeling of eyes on you, but it hadn't occurred to you that it could still be Ushijima. Too caught up by the small group behind you and the eerily still atmosphere inside the maze of branches, he was almost a distant thought.

Even without a breeze, the darkness seemed to howl. The amber glow of the fire cast it's light on the closest trunks, and grew dimmer the further your eyes stared into the wilderness. Your mouth twisted into that of either a simple frown or a grimace, your imagination forming something out of nothing. Now was a bad time to remember your fear of the dark.

A twig snapped somewhere, and fallen leaves hissed with disturbance. Your spine went rigid, an obscured figure approaching out of thin air. In your mind's eye, you could make out what appeared to be spiraled horns adorning the body of a man, concealed by a haze of campfire smoke.

Another, more monstrous snap, presumably under the stomp of a cloven hoof.

"A-are you guys seeing this?" You gulped.

"Seeing what?"

"Oh my god! What is it?!"

"[Name]."

A chorus of screams reverberated throughout the woodland and bodies hopelessly, and frantically scattered, flinging themselves to safety... From the volleyball captain that had harmlessly approached from the right.

You were so startled by everyone else that you'd tripped over your own feet and fallen back onto your rear. Had it actually been the Goat Man you saw instead of the remnant wisps of clouded fumes curling and wafting in the distance, you would have been the first to die.

A large hand reached down to you, and your heart began to hammer for completely different reasons. Ushijima's olive hues were hard on yours, demanding that you take his hand at once. When you did, he pulled you up with an effortless force, only releasing you once he was sure you could retain your balance.

A faint blush tinted your cheeks, "Thank you, Wakatoshi."

He only nodded.

It wasn't often that the two of you broke a minor word count, but Ushijima wasn't leaving, nor did he make an attempt to put distance between you. In fact, he stepped closer,

"You're still scared."

You cleared your throat and forced a tight lipped smile, "Just a little startled, that's all. I'll be okay."

"Come sit with me."

"N-no, really, Toshi... I think I'll just go to my tent--"

"[Name]," he grunted and snatched your hand, "Come. Sit. I don't like it when you're scared."

He tugged and a warmth much like a bonfire spread through your cheeks.

There was no other option but to comply. Not that you really minded.
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I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE FOR WAKATOSHI!
You guys might be laughing at the "Goat Man", but it is the most terrifying urban legend I've heard of.
I hope this made up for killing Bokuto in the last fic... If not, then I'll have to work harder :v)

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eclipse-chann's avatar
MY BLEEPING HEART IS GOING ALL DOKI DOKI ON ME

CUT IT OUT, HEART 😭
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DeanarafaAStudent Traditional Artist
Still... I cant
kuzukiri's avatar
your writing is beeautiful <3
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;u;; thank you so much!
eyeeangga27's avatar
I don't know how to explain lol
THIS MENTALLY CUTE LMAO
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Melonbread3Hobbyist Writer
It is very nicely written but for her to call him by his first name or even a nickname like toshi, they would have to be very close, right? And she calls them mere acquaintances
Mikittykun's avatar
In Japanese culture or terms, you are absolutely right and
that wasn't honestly something I realized or thought about until just now.

Oh, well . . . Let's chalk it up to fear; being so scared, reader forgot her manners lol

Thank you for reading, my dear!
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AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY SOOOOOOOOOO CUTE
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THAAAAAANK YOOOOU!
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ChessWatergrassStudent Writer
this is brilliant so I'm going to favourite it



At first glance and I saw 'Ushijimas olive hooves' and had to do a double take


godamn goat people getting to me
Mikittykun's avatar
Lololol, thank you so much!
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"Ushijima's olive hues were hard on yours, demanding that you take his hand at once. " My knees just wobbled and I fell to the ground. My heart goes all doki-doki!!!!! Kyaaaa~~
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TheillegalContractorHobbyist Writer
Kawaiiiiiiiii 
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ThatGingahNinjaHobbyist General Artist
I love it!

Especially "Ushijima's olive hues were hard on yours, demanding that you take his hand at once."

But to be honest, you'd already killed me at "the sleeves of his maroon sweater pushed up to his elbows to reveal sculpted, marble-like forearms."
Mikittykun's avatar
yeeessss! spiker forearms-- mmmm!
Thanks love!
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ThatGingahNinjaHobbyist General Artist
I got it bad where a toned set of forearms is concerned. Ha.
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oh man, me toooooo~
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I'm not going to look up the lore/myth/stories about Goat Man for reasons buuuut this story is sooo cute! Yay for Ushijima's careful(?) watching!
Mikittykun's avatar
Yeah, don't look it up XD Period.
Thank you, bby!
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patcherinkoStudent Writer
oh wakkun you smooth fucker

aLSO GOAT MAN IS STUPID AND SCARY WTF 
Mikittykun's avatar
THE NAME ITSELF IS SO DUMB BUT THE PICTURES SCARED THE sH*T OUT OF ME!
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patcherinkoStudent Writer
HOW DO THEY COME UP WITH SOMETHING LIKE THAT THO

LIKE THAT'S SO FUCKING SCARY LIKE NOPE
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