Tu me manques (A Shokugeki no Soma X reader)

Tu me manques

It was a long hour flight from Paris and you find yourself stretching your limbs upon the announcement by the pilot that its passengers may alight.

You step out of the platform and was met with pleasantries, welcoming you to your destination. You nod in acknowledgment before heading off. You glance at your watch to look at the time suddenly remembering that yours was still set at the Parisian time. You laughed inwardly realising your mistake and made your way towards the baggage area.

Nearing the exit, you find a suited man holding a placard of your name. You approach him, bag in tow.

"[Surname]-san, welcome! I trust that you had a good flight?" The agent greeted.

"Good as it can be Mister..?" you replied as he took your luggage.

"Suzuki." He curtly replied.

"Please, after you" he gestured you towards the exit and you obliged wanting nothing more than to relax.

You both made your way towards an awaiting limousine with a suited woman and a chauffeur standing by its side.

"[Surname]-san, welcome to Japan!" the woman greeted.

You smile in reply saying, "Delighted."

Settled down, you were whisked away from the busy airport and headed towards your hotel. You leaned towards the window drinking in the sights of Tokyo committing it to memory and somehow remembering the difference of its past that you fondly remembered.

"So how's he been?" You enquired to your escorts.

"He's doing well ma'am" the woman, whose name you earlier learned as Miyake, answered.

You held back a laughter at the response, not quite believing it.

"Be honest. I know he's a handful and is probably wrecking havoc... or already had" you smirked at the thought.

"Total count of his victims?" You enquired.

"... More than 30 ma'am" Suzuki hesitantly replied.

"In good reason of course ma'am" Miyake assured.

You laughed knowing quite well the predicament in which the person in question is.

"I'm sure it is" you said mirthfully. "As long as he isn't being overtly dramatic, I'm sure Dojima-san will indulge his eccentricities"

The sight of your hotel in view amazes you by how grand it is even if you knew what to expect by the stories that were told to you.

"Would you like to head off to where the Monsieur is at, my lady?" Miyake asked as you alighted the vehicle.

You shook your head no. "I think I'll stay here for a while to get my wits about"

"Of course, right this way ma'am" Miyake ushered you in while Suzuki, with your luggage, followed suit.

Both agents took care of the arrangements for you and assisted you towards your current domicile.

"Thank you Miyake-san, Suzuki-san. I can take it from here" you announced.

"Should you need of any assistance, do call. Suzuki and I are happy to assist you in any way we can" both agents bowed before taking their leave.

You surveyed the room taking its grandiose appearance.

"Nothing short from Totsuki" you said out loud.

You head towards the bedroom and sees the neatly arranged bed. You plopped down on it faintly smelling your lover's scent and relaxed at the familiarity it oozes.

Stretching, your eyes caught sight of a booklet on the desktop at the side of the bed and you lifted yourself to rummage through its contents. Finding a map of the Tootsuki vicinity, you decided to go exploring.

From your early conversation with Miyake and Suzuki, you were informed that your lover would be busy with his task until late afternoon and deciding not to be the cause of any diversion left you with ample amount of time to scurry about.

You bumped into Gin Dojima, the Totsuki Hotel's head chef during your excursion. He was slightly surprised by your early arrival being made aware of the circumstances in which your lover has set in order to join the academy's activities. He was delighted nonetheless that you've arrived safely and offered to tour you around.

"It's alright Dojima-san, I can manage" You politely decline his offer knowing full well how busy he must be.

"Besides, I know you've got your hands full" you smile knowingly.

"Well, if your talking about your boyfriend I'm quite certain he can handle himself. He expelled a student during the opening ceremony right off the bat" he chuckled recalling the earlier events.

"Oh my" you covered you mouth with your hand trying to hide your smile.

"And I'm pretty sure he's doing one hell of job right now. You should see him" Dojima suggested but you refuse.

"I know from experience not to distract him from his task. He might get volatile and I'd rather spare your students from such scene"

He raised an eyebrow and you only smiled.

"He is quite protective... and doesn't appreciate any lingering gazes. And my presence would probably amass a lot of whispering of 'who's' and 'what's' from your students and alumni alike. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't appreciate any of it" you warned and he laughed.

Being someone with such an intimidating aura that matches your lover, you gained a lot of attention even back then. Either for better or worse, you couldn't really tell. But base from your experience, your lover tends to assert his dominating presence and makes sure that both of you are not to be messed with.

"Fair enough. But as long as you're here, I'm sure he'll watch himself. Well, feel free to look around and make yourself comfortable." He said and gives you his pin saying that its a sign to give you full access of the place.

"I'd be grateful if you don't tell him of my arrival just yet though. I'd like to surprise him" you requested and he nods in response before bidding you farewell.

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The day was nearing it's end as you made your way back to your hotel room to await your lover's arrival.

You paced about the room after an hour passed from his expected arrival time. Biting your lip in anxiety, you decided to head out of the room. You called Miyake and enquired your lover's whereabouts only to learn that he has gotten himself into a petty fight with a student which is being settled with a Shokugeki. You sighed and thanked the agent for the information.

'No use in waiting in starvation' you thought before heading towards the dining hall.

However, you find that the dining hall was too cramped for your taste and decided to go elsewhere. Thinking of cooking something up, you made your way towards one of the empty kitchen assigned for testing the cooking academy's pupils.

You were pleasantly surprised to find a blonde student totally engulfed by working on his craft. The young lad reminding you of your lover when he was much younger, fully invested in his cooking which brings a loving smile on your face.

When the blonde turned to plate his dish he was taken aback by your presence, shock froze him in place.

"Hello" you greeted. "I didn't mean to startle you. Please, continue." you ushered with an open palm. He seemed to snap out of his stupor and resumed his task trying not to let his nervousness show.

"I'm sorry if I interrupted you in anyway. I was meaning to make something for myself when I found you here" you explained.

"No, its quite alright senpai..?" The young lad said, unsure of how to address you.

You giggled.

"No need for such formalities. I'm no senpai of yours, I'm simply a guest here" you said which further confused the young lad seeing as your in one of the testing kitchens.

"Sorry. I'm [Name] [Surname]. Nice to meet you chef..?" You offered your hand as a greeting.

"Ta-Takumi Aldini!" The blonde answered flushed before shaking your hand and you giggled.

"Nice to meet you Chef Takumi."

You looked at his savoury dish noting there were two plates with the distinct Italian influence.

"Uhmm.... Would you..." he started

"Do you mind..?" You asked pointing to his plated dish.

"No, not at all." He pushed a plate in your direction.

"Bon appétit!" You said before taking a mouthful. The wonderful taste enveloping you.

"Très bien!" You unknowingly commented in French.

"Merci" the blonde replied in French, elated.

You ask him to join you as you eat and start a light conversation.

"So why are you here cooking all by yourself? I presumed all your assignments have been fulfilled as none of the other students are here" you said while stating that you knew of the camp being held by the prestigious cooking academy.

"Yesterday I tried to compete with a guy in my year to see who's dish would win during one of our task. It ended up in a draw seeing as how the instructor had a difficult time choosing which dish was the best... It irks me that I didn't win but... I suppose I still need to improve my cooking skills in order to best him!" He answered truthfully.

"Resilience is something a successful chef must have and I believe you're in the right path. Don't forget that feeling of wanting to be better, it'll help you achieve your goals" you said to him with a smile knowing full well the trepidations a chef undergoes to.

You continued to chat idly as you indulge at his prepared dish, enjoying his company. It gave you an outlook from a younger one's point of view which further intrigued you.

"Actually, I've been living in France for the past few years as evidenced by when I expressed myself in French earlier due to habit, apologies for that. But I've always been fond of Italian food." You confide to him and told him that his dish was such a contrast to the ever polished French food you get to eat.

"Uhmm... [Surname]-san..." Takumi started.

"[Name] would suffice, Takumi-kun" you offered being used to the Western way of addressing people by their given names.

"[Name]-san. If you don't mind me asking, are you a chef as well? It's just, you seem to know a lot about cooking and food..." he politely asked trying not to offend you in anyway.

"Heavens no!" You exclaimed. "I can cook a couple of things out of leisure but never for work. I'm something like a maître d' but not quite like it. Someone like a producer in films who oversees things..." You explain.

"Oh..." was the blonde's response seemingly relieved that you weren't some chef who he failed to remember.

"But I'm constantly being indulged to eat the most wondrous dishes to be serve so I've learned a thing or two from it" you explained to which he nodded.

"And to be honest, I've never imagined myself living in France. There were just circumstances that led to it because of someone... and his baiting technique included serving me some of the most glorious Italian dishes, mind you! Imagine my surprise that he actually prefers French..." you mumbled fondly, laughing a little at the recollection.

"Enough about me. Tell me, how's life in a foreign country?" You asked out of the blue changing the subject. "I've been living abroad for years as well so I know that the loneliness can sometimes eat you."

"I'm better. And my brother is with me so it's not that lonely..."

"Good to hear that. Your from Italy I presumed?" You assume base on his demeanour and accent.

"Yes. There's still some cultural differences we have yet to be accustomed to but we are settling quite well"

"Ah... Italy. I miss Italy." You found yourself reminiscing. "Would you be so kind as to tour me around when you're back?" You asked excitedly.

"[Surname]-san!" An exasperated call interrupted you.

"We've been looking all over for you" Suzuki said while approaching you. He gave the young blonde a once over before facing you.

"I'm afraid Dojima-san let it slipped that you're already here. Monsieur is quite displeased of your absence still" Suzuki explained.

"Oh my! Takumi-kun, I'm afraid I have to take my leave" you said to the young chef.

"No, it's alright..." he was quite taken aback by the mentions of his respected senior's name.

"Your dish is quite delicious and I would love to taste more of your cooking in the future" you said to the aspiring chef.

You took a pen from Suzuki and wrote down your contact details on a clean cloth napkin from the countertop.

"If you're ever in France or Europe in general, or when your done with your studies... Here. Don't hesitate to contact me. I'd be glad to help you out." You said handing him the piece of cloth.

"Wha---?" Takumi couldn't speak properly still processing the information before him.

"A talented person such as yourself would do wonders in the gastronomy world! And I'm sure I can expect great things from you. Trust me, I know talent when I see one. Plus, it'll rouse my ever critical boyfriend because I get to eat true blue Italian food. So it's a win-win situation" you winked at the gaping blonde.

"See you around Takumi-kun~!" You bid him farewell exiting the kitchen not before asking Suzuki to have someone assist Takumi in cleaning up. You felt bad leaving the young lad after eating his dish but you're certain that with your boyfriend's short-temperament, he'll probably be spitting out expletives by now based from what Suzuki told you.

Lo and behold, you could hear the resounding voice of your lover from across the hall.

"You dragged me into that Shokugeki knowing full well that [First Name]'s here!" he shouted.

"Calm down Shinomiya, I'm sure she's quite alright." came Dojima's voice.

"[Name] is a grown woman, she can handle herself." came the calm voice of his friend who knew as Sekimori-senpai. "Besides, you've learn a thing or two did you not?"

"That's not the point!" Shinomiya retorted. "You blundering idiots wouldn't understand" he whispered.

It's been two weeks since Shinomiya last saw you and it has been setting him on edge. It wasn't because he was insecure or unsure of your relationship, because time has proven otherwise. But being accustomed to your constant presence in his life made the last few weeks unbearable, like he was missing a part of himself. And you alone could settle these unruly feelings he has as you alone can calm him.

"Kojiro!" You called out to the coral-haired chef, a knowing smile ever present.

The said chef made his stride in front of you and examines you with critical eyes.

"It's been a while" you greeted. "I trust you haven't cause any mishap while I was gone?"

You only hear him click his tongue in reply before taking your hand and leading you out.

You waved to the two gentlemen as a greeting/farewell before being whisked away by your temperamental boyfriend.  

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming earlier than expected? You were supposed to be here by the end of the week" he stated in ire.

"I finished early so I thought I'd surprising you but--- you didn't came back~" you teased and he sighed.

"Sorry. I was held up. If I knew you were here I---"

"I know. Don't worry" you assured him while hugging his arm lightly as you both continue to walk nearing your destination. 

"Besides, I've met this interesting young lad who cooked for me so it's quite alright."

"What!?" He whipped around to face you.

"Calm down. He's too young for my taste. If he was any older then I'll probably consider going out with him..." you pondered.

Upon your statement, Shinomiya cages you in his arms after he closed the door of your suite behind the two of you and earned a glare from the man. You smirked knowingly that you've stepped on a land mind but it was too tempting to tease him.

He decided that the best way to remove that smirk off your face is by taking you breath away, and he did so. Kissing you in such vigour to remind you both what you were missing while miles apart.

No words were exchanged as you both let your actions speak your hearts' desire. You were the one who broke the kiss for air, inhaling the badly needed oxygen for your lungs.

"Kojiro..." you gasped entirely out of breath as the said man continued to pepper you with kisses trailing from your lips to your right ear before responding with a husky 'yes?' before nipping at your side causing you to moan.

You were carefully directed towards the bedroom as he continued his ministrations.

"You don't know what you do to me" he said huskily as he sucked and nipped on the juncture between your neck and shoulder earning yet another moan from you which you try to bite down to no avail.

"Tu me manques aussi" you said to him, out loudly saying both of your emotions. You felt his hands framed your body as he continued to trail kisses in his wake.

You pulled his face to kiss him yet again feeling the need to further express your feelings. Pulling apart, you stared into his eyes.

"I trust you've find what you're looking for" you said to him, seeing as his eyes were clear of the dark clouds that were once haunting him.

"I've decided to aim for three stars" he answered giving you a chaste kiss and you give him an ear-exploding smile.

"Guess we'll be busy then" you said before kissing him, happy that he found his path. Another goal in which you'll be glad to partake in.

"So you better stop messing about or I'll gut every single one of those admirers of yours" he overtly warned.

"Please. Takumi's more like a younger brother than an admirer"

"Takumi!? So you're in a first-name basis already?" He asked as he lifted you in his arms before disposing you on the bed. You laughed at his poorly conceived annoyance.

"Oh Kojiro! He's European! You don't expect me to call him by his surname do you?" You giggled teasingly.

"I expect you NOT to say any brat's name at all" he said before attacking you earning a shrill cry from you.

Your laughter emitted throughout the room as you continue to banter lightly with your lover. It however ceased when he looked at you seriously while stroking your hair.

"[Name]..." he called, longing evident in his tone.

"Hmm?" You hum inquisitively.

He takes your hand and intertwines it with his while he place his free hand under your head as he kisses you softly. He adjusts your position to deepen the kiss whilst squeezing your intertwined hands as if conveying his message. Your tongues dance in precise rhythm; hunger of a different kind satiated as you've finally connected in such an intimate manner. You feel the urge to tug him closer thus, you entangle your free hand in his soft tresses.

You feel his hand at your back slowly making its descend and assumes another task, loosening the bonds of your garment feeling the need to touch your bare skin. You moan in the kiss as he continues his caresses.

He places you in a sitting position at the edge of the bed and removes your footwear with ease. His eyes conveying love, longing, appreciation and hunger all at once. You wait with bated breath as he move.

Eyes never leaving yours, he placed a chaste kiss on your left foot as if in worship. Your breath was caught in your throat at his display feeling his lips litter your skin with kisses in its ascend, your dress casted aside.

"Kojiro." you exhale deeply, fully engulfed by his actions. You bite down your lower lip to prevent any sounds from coming out.

He stops his trail on your inner most thigh, eyes still on yours, as he bit down lightly at the exposed skin before sucking and lapping at it leaving a bruised mark in its wake as you hold your breath. You're quite certain that you're a blushing mess completely entranced by him.

You tried to pry yourself away to recollect yourself, flustered, yet failed. Back falling on the soft mattress. Without hesitation, Shinomiya continues to your other leg giving it the same treatment as the other.

Unable to suppress your moans any longer, you cover your face with your hands to hide your embarrassment as you give into submission fully aware that it was for naught.

Shinomiya continues his onslaught placing feather-like kisses on your abdomen and made his way towards your covered face as if committing every part of you in his memory. He takes hold of both of your hands and pries them away from your face to stare at you intently.

"[Name]." He smirks but you didn't respond.

Completely flustered, you bit your lower lip yet again unsure of what to voice out.

To be honest, this wasn't the first time you two were being intimate but that still didn't help your rapidly beating heart to get accustomed to the feelings he was eliciting from you.

He kisses you yet again fervently to show his intentions and you but all melted into him forgetting everything else.

Your sensual dance continued as you both re-familiarise yourselves with one another. Barriers removed as clothes were thrown, long forgotten. The only thing that remained was the two of you as you both conveyed your deepest desires as if the weeks apart were years apart.

And nothing else mattered.

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A/N: This maybe integrated with my previous one "L'amour trompé de tout" but may stand alone as is since there's no specific correlation between the two aside from the relationship of the reader.

P.S. Since I can't write anything NSFW, I shall leave it to your imaginations! 😉