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Title: I'll Come During the Silent Night

Fandom: King of Fighters

Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami

Summary: Tonight, one redhead is unable to find a peace of mind during such a serene night. However, will be there anyone to comfort him? Read and find out.

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Somewhere in an unknown place and time. Soon, one redhead slowly regains his consciousness while groaning.

Despite the terrible headache, he places his hand on his forehead while his chest bloats.

Right now, Iori feels numb pain over his body as he was beaten by the sandbag.

Upon opening his eyes, Iori uses his elbows to get up unsteadily.

Is it finally over? What the hell happened this time? He didn’t simply pass out when the curse had worn out, did he? Iori wonders as he stares at the bloody ground with his dull, empty gaze.

Suddenly, the redhead widens his eyes and whispers while leaning on his elbow. “Kyo…”

After turning his head, he freezes in the same spot and stares at Kusanagi lying next to him on his stomach without facing him.

More so, there are scratches across the brunette’s entire back, as if a feral beast attacked him earlier.

When Iori kneels next to Kyo, he repeats his rival’s name while shaking his shoulders. “Kyo!”

Unfortunately, he receives no response or reaction from the fallen Kusanagi.

As his fingers sink into the brunette’s shoulders, he lowers his head and grinds his teeth. “Shit…”

Lastly, Yagami addresses his partner in a desperate voice. “Just stop joking around and wake up already! Hey…”

After he rolls Kyo on his back and notices his pale, lifeless face and bloody torn t-shirt, along with the damage on his chest alone, his heart instantly drops to his heels.

There is not a single healthy spot left on Kyo’s upper body or even the flesh.

More so, the beast’s claws dug deep until they had torn the muscle tissue and exposed the rib cage dyed in red.

At that moment, the longer Iori stares at him, he breathes deeply while his palms twitch.

That lingering sensation of grasping someone’s life at his fingertips and hearing a loud heartbeat inside his head makes the redhead shiver and swallow the saliva.

Despite hating the after-feel of the once warm blood dripping from his fingertips, the redhead senses that someone deep inside him was smiling with their satisfied snake eyes and praising him.

Even if he refuses to check on his hands, Yagami understands who is the monster that assaulted his partner.

It doesn’t matter if that overgrown, vengeful snake took control over his body and used him as a mere tool, because it won’t change the fact that he was the one who cut Kyo’s life thread.

Suddenly, the redhead clenches his palms into fists until his nails sink into his skin and lowers his head.

When Iori grabs the brunette by his jacket, he yells at him without facing him. “HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN? WHY YOU HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING TO PROTECT YOURSELF, YOU FOOL?”

After receiving no answers from Kyo, who lowers his head to the side like a rag doll, Iori pitifully whimpers. “Why?…”

For now, the redhead bites his lower lip until the dark crimson liquid runs down and carefully lowers his partner.

Lastly, he pulls the brunette into a tight hug while barely holding back from sobbing. “Kyo…”

As Iori puts his hand behind Kyo’s head and sinks his fingers into his scalp, he closes his eyes and rests his head on his shoulder.

A few minutes have passed, and he immediately opens his eyes and lifts his head upon hearing a weak sigh.

While tears gather in his eyes, Iori whispers in disbelief. “Kyo?”

Unfortunately, he doesn’t have enough time to comprehend what is happening or to react to the new threat.

Thus, as Yagami’s back harshly hits the ground, he grunts.

But for now, he only observes Kusanagi moving like being attached to the invisible strings and sitting on top of Iori.

“What are you-?” the redhead addresses his partner before his voice is cut off by Kyo, who puts his ice-cold hands on his neck and crushing his throat.

While his face twists in pain, he desperately catches for air.

After Iori manages to grasp his partner’s wrists, he stares at him with a stubborn gaze.

As the crushing pressure against his throat increases, he can feel that his eyeballs may pop out at any moment and his strength slowly leaving his body.

Meanwhile, Kyo only looks down on him with dead, expressionless eyes, with showing no emotion - no anger, no joy, no hatred, no nothing.

Finally, the brunette speaks up in a robotic voice. “You… I have no use of you anymore. Why don’t you join him if you like him so badly?”

Suddenly, Yagami gets alerted upon realizing who is pulling the strings. While his palms tremble, he frowns and groans. “The hell?... Leave... Leave Kyo out of this... Leave him alone, you... you bastard…”

Unfortunately for him, his vision starts blacking out, and he releases the brunette’s wrists.

However, just before Iori lets out his final breath, a pair of enormous yellow snake eyes appear in the sky and narrow their irises while fixating on him.

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Suddenly, Iori opens his eyes and sits while gasping and grasping his throat.

But for now, while he breathes deeply, he removes his palm from his neck and lowers his gaze.

“Was just a dream?” the redhead murmurs while staring at his clean palms.

After looking around and noticing the familiar brunette curled under the blanket, he closes his eyes and exhales while lowering his shoulders.

Certainly, seeing the peacefully slumbering Kyo makes him feel as if a heavy boulder was pushed from his chest and, perhaps, secretly happy that he won’t need to deal with him.

After all, this Kusanagi can be nosy and worry too much where he shouldn’t. So, it is for the better if he knows less. Either way, it may take a while to go back to sleep. Besides, taking some fresh air outside may help him to distract himself. Or so Yagami reminds himself when he gets up and makes sure he won’t wake up his partner.

Lastly, before leaving the bedroom, Iori turns his head and checks on the sleeping brunette, who is completely unaffected by his surroundings.

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Several minutes have passed. It is a serene night that not a single living soul dares to disturb the silence.

Only gray smoke reaching for the moon and disappearing into the starry sky reveals that someone is restless during such a night.

A second later, a mild breeze blows and carries away the smoke of the lit cigarette that rests between Yagami’s pale fingers.

While Iori leans on the balcony’s parapet, he lifts his head and stares at the moon with tired eyes, unaware of his surroundings.

Suddenly, Iori is nearly startled by someone gently placing their hand on his shoulder and a familiar voice from behind. “There you are, Yagami.”

As soon as he recognizes to whom it belongs, the redhead closes his eyes and sighs. “What are you doing here?”

After getting close to his partner, Kyo faces him. “Shouldn’t I be the one asking this?”

A second later, the brunette asks without hiding his concerned gaze. “Did anything happen? You were even calling my name during your sleep.”

For sure, it makes Yagami turn his head away.

But for now, he responds in an irritated voice. “Tsk. You worry too much, you idiot. I just needed to get some fresh air. That’s it. So, go back to bed, or else you’ll catch a cold.”

After Kyo smiles and shakes his head, he hangs his head down and comments. “In the middle of the night? You know, I’ve never seen you so eager just to get up and go for a smoke.”

“There is a first time for everything.” Iori immediately backfires.

When the redhead takes the cigarette and inhales until it burns and reaches the filter, he deeply exhales while listening to his partner’s voice. “Is it? Then, can you say it again right in my face?”

Suddenly, Iori drops the cigarette and widens his eyes as Kyo presses his palms on his cheeks, making him turn his head.

At that moment, he remains speechless and stares into Kusanagi’s serious face.

As the brunette softens his gaze, he confesses. “You are a terrible liar. So, I’m not letting you go until you say what is bothering you.”

Instead of showing that he is cornered by a demanding feline like Kyo, Iori takes his hand and lowers it.

But for now, he replies while keeping a straight face. “As if that was any issue to begin with… It’s fine already because since you are standing here.”

Such an unexpected answer catches Kusanagi off guard, and as the heat rushes to his cheeks, he covers his mouth with his elbow. “Wha-? What is it with you using corny lines?”

When Kyo lowers his elbow, he complains in a shy voice. “You only want to get away and keep your problems to yourself, aren’t you?”

Yet, the redhead adds. “But you are warm and breathing. More so, you still behaving like this. So, it’s more than enough to know that you are still alive and not killed by anyone else or…”

Unfortunately, he doesn’t finish the sentence as if the words are stuck inside his throat.

After Iori covers his mouth and steps back, he turns his head away and looks at the empty street.

When the redhead realizes he almost told too much, he frowns and grinds his teeth.

Meanwhile, Kyo only gently calls his partner’s name. “Yagami?”

Just before the brunette takes a step forward, Yagami pushes himself from the balcony wall and rushes to leave without facing his partner. “Forget it! It was nothing more than a dream.”

Fortunately, Kyo’s reflexes are faster, and he wraps his arms around his partner from behind. As he rests his head on his shoulder, he closes his eyes and sighs. “I see… So, that’s what bothers you.”

After a brief pause, the brunette opens his eyes and speaks up in a softer voice. “However, I know you long enough that you would never do this. You’re simply not that kind of person. You know, even if you wanted, you had way too many chances. But somehow I’m still here with you.”

However, instead of listening to him, Iori places his palm on his partner’s head and tries to push him away.

Unfortunately for him, the brunette is too stubborn, and not only he doesn’t move a bit, but he also rubs his cheek against his neck.

In the end, Yagami understands that his effort to get rid of too nosy Kusanagi is useless, and he accepts his fate of ending up in this large feline’s embrace.

But for now, Kyo continues reassuring him. “Even the other you… Well, just because you sent me and Shingo to the hospital ONCE that one time, we both survived.”

When the redhead lowers his eyes, he objects. “But it doesn’t change the fact that you could have died, you fool.”

Yet, Kyo only calmly explains. “The other you only managed to assault me because I got distracted by Shingo’s sudden panicking. Otherwise, I would have knocked you out as any other time your blood boiled. Either way, I’ve only ended up walking with having a black eye and torn lip for a while. So, it wasn’t any big deal or something. You know, I was more relieved learning that you passed out without being harmed or hurting anyone.”

As his hug tightens, the brunette lowers his blushing gaze and adds in a nearly purring voice. “Besides, the other you recently become fond of me and because of that, it’s easier to approach him. Even last time when you went on Blood Riot, I even managed to ride him, but he decided to push me on my fours and fucked me like an animal for a while ‘til he passed out, you know.”

Meanwhile, Iori starts silently growling and frowns. Yet, he tries to remain patient and replies while his fingers dig into his partner’s arm. “You are asking so badly to sleep on the couch for a week, aren’t you? If so, you should say so and I’m not stopping you! As if I care about your antics and affairs, you stupid perverted idiot! So, let me go.”

Eventually, the redhead escapes from his partner’s embrace and is about to leave the balcony.

However, Kyo catches his hand and refuses to let him go. For sure, it makes Yagami stop and turn back.

But for now, the brunette addresses him in a strict tone. “Not until you’ll hear what I have to say.”

When he closes his eyes and sighs, he opens his amber eyes and continues. “Listen, ‘cos you are completely missing my point. Then, you can do as you please.”

After a brief pause, Kyo gets close to Iori and rests his hands on his chest while fixating his loving eyes on him. “First, I have no interest in taking advantage of you when you are taken over by that curse. However, this is the best way I can make sure that I can make sure that you won’t get harmed.”

But for now, he lowers his gaze and grasps his chest. “I don’t like how that stupid snake dares to screw with your body. I just hope it rolls and twists from anger while watching every single moment when you go Blood Riot and how I handle you until you return to me. So, if I was afraid that you’d kill me or do anything I would hate, don’t you think I would be fine with letting you or the other you do what you want with me? Hell, I would -”

Suddenly, Kyo widens his eyes as a couple of arms wrap around him until their bodies touch.

Finally, as the loving hand strokes his hair, the brunette only closes his eyes and gently whispers his partner’s name.

Lastly, the redhead closes his eyes and sighs. “What am I supposed to do with you?”

Thus, neither of them says a word and enjoys this peaceful moment while being illuminated by the platinum moonlight.

#kof #king of fighters #iori yagami #kyo kusanagi #kyo x iori #iori x kyo #fanfiction #complete #one-shot #kyoxiori one-shot #hurt/comfort #romance #fluff

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Title: All Fair in War and Love

Fandom: Togainu no Chi

Characters: Shiki, Akira

Pairing: Akira x Shiki

Rating: +18 (Suggestive themes, smut)

Summary:

During the afternoon tea time, Akira comes up with a rather unusual request for the commander. However, will Shiki be able to grant his personal secretaries wish? Read and find out.

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It seemed to be an ordinary day in the military office, and nothing didn’t stand out.

Soon, the afternoon arrives. And with that afternoon tea break, which becomes like an everyday ritual for the most powerful man in the country and his personal secretary.

Even a ruthless ruler like Commander Shiki can relax and enjoy his adored subordinate’s company alone in private.

Besides, it’s one of those rare occasions when Akira allows himself to take a break from work and duties before putting on his ice-cold face and leaving the office.

More importantly, what gives Shiki a sense of power and control is not the conquered land or strong influence. But the fact that he is the only person who sees Akira’s true side. That is something that any mortal or god can only dream of.

Despite their teatime is usually quiet, both don’t waste time on unnecessary words to disturb the serene moment.

After all, each other’s company is more than enough.

But for now, as Shiki takes another sip, the military secretary lowers his cup and breaks the silence. “Sir, may I ask you something?”

“What is it?” The dark-haired male lifts his red eyes.

After nervously swallowing the saliva and fixing the collar of his shirt, Akira straightens his back and rests his clenched palms on his lap. “I was thinking about it for a while. However, I’m still not certain if that is an appropriate thing to say...”

While the commander rests his head on his knuckle, he blinks slowly and exhales. “Just say it.”

When Akira stands up and slams his hands on the desk, he declares. “I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU!”

As the preserved military secretary deeply breathes, he feels how his cheeks and ears burn from embarrassment upon realizing he made a grave mistake.

But for now, he impatiently waits for the strict commander’s punishment and discipline for his actions.

Meanwhile, Shiki briefly widens his eyes and snorts at his loyal subordinate’s out-of-blue request.

A second later, he rests his head on his interlocked fingers and comments while having a smug look on his face. “That’s quite unusual for you, to be that honest. However, you must prove with your body how badly you want it.”

“Sir, you may misunderstand me. So, let me finish it.” The silver-haired male politely objects while keeping a straight posture.

As he clenches his palms into fists, he takes a deep breath and clarifies. “This time, I want to be a top… If that is alright by you, sir.”

‘So, this is where he is going for… Fine. I’ll play along with him before putting him in his place.’ The supreme ruler wonders while keeping his poker face and studying his personal secretary.

For now, Shiki closes his eyes and chuckles. “Hmph. You should say so from the very beginning~”

Suddenly, Akira’s blue eyes sparkle with overwhelming excitement, but he does his best to contain his emotions and bows. “Thank you so much, sir! No words or actions could ever express how grateful am I.”

A second later, the military tyrant opens his crimson eyes and adds while keeping a suggestive look on his face. “Then why don’t you undress and sit on my lap?”

Meanwhile, Akira widens his eyes and is confused by such a command. Soon, he straightens his back and objects. “I beg your pardon, but I don’t quite understand you, sir.”

“You wanted to be on top. So, from now, you can be on the top whenever you wish,” Commander Shiki proudly explains while smirking like a feline.

At that moment, the blue-eyed secretary sighs and explains. “I’m terribly sorry, but you got me wrong, sir. What I meant is that I want to hold you! Er, I just want you to feel what you’re doing to me, sir.”

Suddenly, the smug look on Shiki’s face is wiped out, and he thinks to himself. ‘So, this is how you want to play, huh?’

Of course, upon noticing the commander’s serious face, Akira lowers his gaze and turns his head while holding his arm. “I’m sorry if I upset you, sir. I knew it might have been a very selfish of me.”

When the military secretary picks up the pocket watch, he checks the time and sighs. “The break is over. So, I should be moving.”

A second later, he lifts his gloomy blue eyes and addresses the commander while collecting the plates and cups on the silver tray. “Can I take it or should come back later?”

Even the commander, who is known for reading anyone like an open book by only glimpsing at them, cannot tell whether Akira is aware of being able to pull the right strings and bend his will by using his captivating gaze alone.

More so, the moments like this are no exception. Nevertheless, Shiki cannot show any sign of weakness nor admit his defeat.

More importantly, he understands that if he refuses to fulfill his subordinate’s request, he may discourage him from showing the initiative or, worse, losing the power over him just by backing off once.

That’s why he has to act quickly. Or so the ruthless tyrant decides.

Meanwhile, the military secretary widens his eyes when Shiki places his hand on his.

In the end, the dark-haired male fixes his hair and replies. “Fine. I’ll grant you the permission. However, only this time.”

At first, Akira doubts whether he misheard these words. Yet, his cheeks are dyed in a lovely tone of pink, and his blue eyes sparkle with natural joy.Soon, he closes his eyes and nods.

Meanwhile, Shiki only turns his head to hide his cracked poker face. Thus, after he removes his subordinate’s cap, he ruffles his hair.

Besides, it’s better to let his personal secretary think he may win for now. Then, he’ll wait for the right moment to strike. Or so Shiki convinces himself.

However, the very little the commander knows is that his subordinate also has a trick or two under his sleeve, and he shouldn’t underestimate him.

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Some time has passed.

It is already late evening. For some, it’s the long-awaited moment, and for someone else is facing the most tough battle ahead.

But for now, Shiki keeps a proud posture as his secretary opens the bedroom door for him and locks it behind him.

Yet, he briefly widens his eyes upon noticing that the only light source in this room is countless of lighten up candles.

‘Just when did he set this up? Well, whatever. It’s not that important at the moment.’ The dark-haired male wonders as he closes his eyes and cracks a smile.

After reaching the bed, Akira addresses him in a less formal tone. “Um, could you lie on the bed?”

When Shiki turns his head and notices how his subordinate’s shoulders are stiff and him holding his arm while his cheeks are in a lovely pink color, he cracks a smile and observes him with amusement.

Perhaps it’s the first time he sees when his personal secretary shows such an eagerness.

‘How cute…’ the red-eyed male wonders as he grabs his partner’s tie and delightfully stares at him.

Meanwhile, Akira gives him a questioning look. “Is everything alright, sir?”

Yet, the commander only smirks like a feline. “Haven’t I told you this before? You don’t have to be so formal in private.”

“Yes…” the silver-haired secretary answers in a soft tone as he temporally turns his gaze away.

After Shiki loosens his partner’s tie and tosses it away, he wraps his arm around his waist and asks in a nearly purring-like voice. “And it’s not your first time having sex, is it? So, relax or better - I’ll handle it for you if you still doubt.”

When Shiki unbuttons the first button of his secretary’s shirt, the silver-haired male places his hands on his chest and objects. “But it’s my first time holding you. That’s why I want to make sure that you would feel good.”

As his dear secretary softens his asking gaze, the military tyrant thinks. ‘Looks like it will take a while before I’ll take you down.’

“Hmph. You worry too much. Just get down to the business,” the commander adds with a straight face.

Lastly, Akira closes his eyes and exhales. “Understand. Then please do not mind if I do this.”

Thus, the silver-haired male places his arm behind his partner’s waist and slowly lies him on the bed.

When the blue-eyed secretary sits on the edge of the bed, he leans closer to Shiki and impatiently stares at him.

However, before placing his fingertips on his partner’s chest, he immediately withdraws them as if he is about to get burned and keeps close to his heart before making the next move.

After all, one thing is assisting the most powerful man in the country and preparing him for the new day. Besides, it is something that becomes as natural as breathing for him.

Yet, another thing is having his most important person under his control. Therefore, he has to be careful and hope that relying on his memory may help him to satisfy his partner.

After a brief pause, the preserved military secretary moves his hands on his partner’s belt while giving him a demanding gaze. “Then, I’ll start with this… So, let me know if I’m doing this correctly.”

Shiki only observes with such amusement how his subordinate unbuckles his belt and removes it while making such a serious face, as it is an important task.

However, he widens his red eyes as Akira sits on him and grasps his wrists while keeping the belt next to him.

As the blue-eyed male lifts his hands above his head and holds his wrists, he wraps the black leather belt around one wrist and then another.

But for now, the military tyrant closes his eyes and turns his head while keeping a serious face. “Aren’t you allowing yourself too much?”

A second later, he opens his crimson eyes and faces his secretary. “More importantly, you do not seem to trust me.”

While Akira keeps his partner’s hands close, he calmly orders. “Please keep your wrists close.”

Yet, the blue-eyed secretary adds as he ties up his Shiki’s hands. “I have never doubted in you or your decisions. However, I just want to make sure that you won’t harm yourself. Besides, it’s nothing different from you were doing to me.”

After he handles the current task, he narrows his gaze and slides his palm under his partner’s shirt.

As Akira rests his palm on Shiki’s belly, he fixates his eyes on him and asks. “Sir, let me ask you something - do you still not believe in me? Or rather, are you worried that it’s too difficult to ask for you?”

But for now, the military secretary impatiently waits for the commander’s answer while griping his wrists with one hand.

For sure, this is the first time when a ruthless ruler like him experienced that these ice-blue eyes can also freeze and shatter anyone into tiny pieces who dares to oppose him.

Despite his subordinate’s unexpected intimidation, Shiki understands he has to decide before he awakens the storm or returns to square one of taming his prized possession.

After closing his eyes and sighing, the commander replies while keeping his poker face. “Where did you get such stupid thoughts? Just do what you want.”

Soon, the cold and judging Akira’s face changes to the calm, loving one, and he loosens his grasp around his wrists.

For now, he places his palm on Shiki’s cheek and strokes it. “I knew I should never have doubted you.”

Lastly, the military secretary brings his lips close to his partner’s cheek and closes his eyes.

Yet, as he withdraws his face and slides his palm on Shiki’s neck, he is surprised by his slightly irritated face and voice. “Just cut all this nonsense and get to the point.”

“Unfortunately, I cannot,” the silver-haired male backfires.

As Akira brushes his palm against his abs, he asks. “Weren’t you the one who taught me about the importance of the patience? So, please endure it until you are ready.”

At first, he starts by unbuttoning his partner’s shirt and exposing his well-built body over many years of intense training and swordsmanship.

Even if he rarely has a chance to see the commander undressing or in his naked glory, now he can admire him all he wants.

That pale, beautiful like a porcelain doll’s skin and face, along with the red as bloody gem eyes and black hair - he resembles one. All this belongs to Shiki’s secretary. And he is the only one who has earned the privilege of seeing this side.

More importantly, tonight, Akira will mark his most adored person and warn anyone who will dare to make one wrong move on him.

But for now, he closes his eyes and starts kissing his partner’s neck and moving his palm up to his chest.

In between landing one after another soft kiss, the blue-eyed male let out a shivery sigh.

Meanwhile, the military tyrant attempts to loosen the restraint around the wrists. Unfortunately, his effort goes in vain.

Apparently, his subordinate managed to tie him up by using more advanced techniques that even experienced soldiers wouldn’t be able to escape.

More so, it’s difficult for him to concentrate when his secretary’s hair tickles his exposed neck and his chest being massaged.

At this point, Shiki turns his head and closes his eyes while respiring.

Soon, Akira opens his eyes and lifts his head when he feels a suspiciously large bulge rubbing against him.

Upon the sudden realization, he sits and covers his mouth with his palm without containing his bewilderment. “Could it be? You’re already turned on… But I barely did anything yet. Just who could know that you are so sensitive, sir?”

Such a remark makes the dark-haired male frown while the heat rushes to his cheeks. Thus, he indignantly comments while avoiding facing him. “You should keep it to yourself and not just spit whatever comes to your mind, you fool.”

Meanwhile, the blue-eyed secretary moves a bit. After placing his palm on his groin, he rubs it. “Then how can you explain this? You wouldn’t be like this if you didn’t enjoy it, would you?”

As he carefully grasps it, he announces with a strong determination in his voice and gaze. “I promised I will make you come, didn’t I? However, not here. Not tonight.”

After Akira gets up and leaves the bedside, he turns his head and addresses his partner. “I just need to look for something quick.”

Whatever his secretary is looking for doesn’t sound promising, because it will be used against him in the worst imaginable ways. Shiki ponders while observing how Akira searches for specific items inside the night drawer.

Of course, the military tyrant could use his chance to look for his sword to cut the restraints and punish his naughty subordinate. Nevertheless, he decides to accept his fate and, next time, make Akira taste his own medicine in a triple dose.

Meanwhile, his blue eyes sparkle with natural excitement upon picking a small plastic tube with transparent liquid along tiny flat rustling packages.

Lastly, he returns with the goods and climbs on the bed with all the brought goods.

As the silver-haired male places them on the bed, Shiki cracks a mocking smile and comments. “Hmph. Why do you need a bunch of useless things like these? And do you even know what are these for?”

Instead of giving in to this man’s provocation, Akira crawls close to him and grabs his pants with underwear.

As he narrows his gaze, he asks him in a polite tone. “Please lift your hips. It will be easier for both of us.”

While Shiki keeps his proud face, he follows the given command.

Thus, with one sudden move, Akira removes the bothering pieces of clothing.

After he tosses the removed clothes away and starts unbuttoning his shirt, he adds. “Sir, please take it seriously. After all, it’s for your own safety and comfort.”

Meanwhile, Shiki lies on the side and leans on his elbows. For now, he delightfully observes his subordinate removing his belt and unzipping his pants.

For sure, that gaze of these seductive red eyes and inviting poses alone arouses the preserved secretary and makes his heart skip a beat.

Yet, he only shakily respires and nervously swallows the saliva while restraining himself from jumping like a feral animal on his prey.

After removing his pants and underwear, Akira sits on his knees.

Then, he takes the bottle of lubricant and pours plenty of it into his palm until it covers it along his fingers.

While he watches the thick transparent liquid slowly dripping through his fingers, he murmurs. “That should be enough.”

When the silver-haired male leans close to his partner’s, he gives him a brief command. “Sir, could you get on your fours?”

As he lowers his blushing gaze, he explains. “It would be a more comfortable position for you.”

“Aren’t you going to prepare yourself?” the commander asks with confidence while trying to keep his poker face.

At first, Akira raises his eyebrow before patiently objecting. “But I got the lube just for you. So, please do not make me do it for you.”

And at this very moment, the most powerful man in the country realizes that not only he is utterly defeated but also that he is screwed. Yet, he swallows his pride and accepts this as a challenge.

As he turns his head away like a prideful cat and follows his subordinate’s orders, he lifts his bottom and replies. “Hmph. Just finish this quickly.”

When Akira places his palm on his partner’s lower back, he gently warns. “Please don’t get frightened. It might be a bit cold.”

Suddenly, the dark-haired male widens his eyes and gasps when something cold and slippery enters him.

Even while his insides greedily swallow his subordinate’s fingers, his knees are already trembling.

More so, that sensation of something moving inside him is unusual for him. These wet noises make him lower his head and hope that no one will see his pathetic face.

But for now, Shiki tries to hold back his voice while his ears are burning from embarrassment.

“It should be somewhere here, right?” Akira whispers as his couple of fingers crawl until they hit his partner’s special spot.

Yet, he is surprised by the commander’s sudden meowing-like cry. After such a discovery, the blue-eyed secretary aims at it more often.

More so, Akira becomes more and more thrilled how someone like a ruthless military tyrant like Shiki shivers while containing these lovely purring-like noises just by his touch alone.

As he continues messing with his ring muscle, he addresses the lewd creature below him. “Please do not keep your voice down. Let me hear it.”

After a brief pause, he adds. “Hey, sir. Let me ask you something. Has anyone else done this to you?”

Yet, Shiki immediately turns his head and indignantly backfires. “What… what kind of question is that, you idiot?!”

“Yes or no?” the blue-eyed secretary asks as he removes his fingers.

As the dark-haired male lowers his blushing gaze, he answers. “You should know better, you fool.”

This answer warms Akira’s heart, and he leans close to his partner, stroking his cheek. “Good. So, here’s your reward for your honesty.”

When his subordinate withdraws, he can hear how a small rustling package is torn.

Lastly, Akira brings the tip of cock to his partner’s entrance and warns him. “I’m putting it in. So, let me know if anything goes wrong.”

When the silver-haired male slowly pushes his length, he closes his eyes and pants. “It’s… It’s so tight inside you… I know… I know you don’t want to let me go, but please… Please, for your own sake, try to relax.”

Meanwhile, Shiki hides his face and groans while deeply respiring.

However, he cannot hold back from letting out these soft cries when his subordinate starts slowly penetrating while holding his slim waist.

Despite his current position, even if he cannot see his secretary’s adorable faces, his soft moans alone turn him on.

As Akira drowns in the pleasure, his thrusting becomes faster and rougher.

Eventually, he stops moving. While his chest is bloating, he speaks up. “Please let me see your face.”

After rolling Shiki on his back, he corners him before returning to his previous rhythm.

For sure, the commander cannot help himself but adore his subordinate’s erotic face and expressions while being held by him.

More so, judging from his aggressive pounding, he might come soon.

Soon, Shiki lets a sweet moan as Akira grasps his hard-on and starts stroking it. “What are you-?”

A second later, the blue-eyed secretary gently tilts his chin and blissfully closes his eyes before pulling him into a deep kiss.

Even in between catching for the air, both cannot stop from letting amorous sighs and whines.

In the end, Akira withdraws his face and arches his back as he reaches the climax while letting out a long erotic moan before collapsing on top of Shiki.

Meanwhile, it doesn’t take long for the dark-haired male to cum as well.

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But for now, while both are catching their breath, Akira understands he cannot rest yet. Thus, he gathers all his remaining strength to get up and pull his cock out.

After carefully removing the condom and tying it up, he comments on its content while keeping his blushing face. “That’s a lot… and it’s all thanks to you.”

Yet, Shiki immediately backfires while giving an irritated look. “Hmph. You should keep it yourself, you fool.”

As Akira softens his gaze, he brushes the hair from his partner’s face and strokes his cheek. “Sorry, but I cannot help myself but to admire you.”

A second later, he gets alerted upon remembering something. “Ah, and how could I forget this?”

Soon, he unties Shiki’s hands and throws away the belt.

Lastly, the military secretary hugs his partner and rests his head on his chest.

After he closes his eyes, he adds. “Thank you. And no words can express how am I grateful that I can rely on you no matter what. ”

A second later, Akira lets out weak purring-like noises as he feels how his partner strokes his hair.

After he opens his blue eyes, he asks. “Hey, is it okay if we stay like this? Of course, if you don’t mind it…”

In the end, Shiki continuously strokes Akira’s hair and answers in a calm voice. “Haven’t I told you before not to ask stupid questions?”

But for now, the silver-haired male silently exhales and nuzzles his cheek against his chest while enjoying this peaceful moment.

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Title: When the Bloody Moon Rises (Chapter 10)

Fandom: Togainu no Chi

Characters: Akira, Emma, Gwen, Keisuke, Shiki

Pairing: Shiki x Akira

Rating: +18 (Alternative Universe, Supernatural Elements, Suggestive themes, smut, Developing Relationship)

Status: In Progress

Summary:

One day, an excellent reputation, vampire hunter Akira is falsely accused of murdering an innocent person. Fortunately, the church offers him to prove his innocence by defeating the evil vampire lord Il Re. And thus, the silver-haired hunter sets on the new journey. Will he be able to do it? Read and find out~

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Some time has passed. After reaching the Inner Quarters, Akira mentally prepares himself for the worst.

What if Shiki is not only disappointed in him when he lost in the Colosseum but might also lash out at him because of what he did to him earlier?

After all, who knows what hides behind the vampire’s calm face? Perhaps Shiki had, finally, enough of him, and before executing him, only gives him a false sense of comfort. The silver-haired hunter wonders as his body remains stiff and avoids looking at his partner.

Lastly, the dark-haired male opens the door to Akira’s room.

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After Shiki carefully sits his partner on the bed, Akira turns his head away and lowers his gaze.

As the silver-haired male grasps the bedsheet, he addresses him. “You could have just killed me while we were in the Colosseum. So, I don’t understand why you keep wasting your time by bringing me there…”

At first, the vampire only gives him a questioning look. “What are you talking about?”

After closing his eyes and exhaling, he briefly orders. “Undress.”

As he leaves his partner’s side and starts looking for one specific item in the drawers, Akira removes his gloves and unbuttons his vest.

Soon enough, Shiki picks up a first aid kit and returns to his partner’s side.

Just before sitting down, he notices that the blue-eyed male is about to remove his underwear and gives him another command. “Keep it.”

Meanwhile, Akira only hugs his knees and keeps his hung head.

Such a behavior slowly gets on the nocturnal creature’s nerves. Nevertheless, Shiki tries to remain as patient as possible.

After he takes the silver-haired male’s hand, he examines his arm.

However, Akira’s question makes him lift his red eyes. “Why are you doing all this?”

As he fixates his eyes on the tensed silver-haired male, he listens to him further. “I don’t understand you. You saw what happened in the arena and you’re still doing this. You know, you should have spared that hunter and kept him instead of me.”

When Shiki cleans the wounds on his partner’s arm, he narrows his gaze and replies in an indifferent tone. “You mean that small fry that was nothing more than a waste of time?”

“But he was more powerful than me. So, you might have been more entertained by the SS-rank hunter than someone who is just A one at most.” The silver-haired male objects.

“That barely lasted a second? Hmph. Don’t make me laugh.” The vampire immediately responds as he puts on the medical plaster on the bruises.

As Shiki finishes treating one arm, Akira gives another one and argues. “Because you didn’t hold back against him, unlike when you fought me.”

The vampire closes his eyes and explains. “I’m not interested in weaklings that only know how to bark.”

A second later, he opens his crimson eyes while having a proud look on his face. “Besides, anyone who dares to touch what belongs to me is nothing more than disgusting insects that should be crushed.”

When Shiki finishes treating his partner’s arms, he asks him. “Show me your chest.”

As Akira sits on his knees and lowers his arms, he comments, despite feeling the vampire’s eyes on him while cleaning his bruises. “You sure care a lot for someone that you keep as food. However, you shouldn’t attach to what you eat.”

After he grasps the bedsheet and softens his gaze, he adds. “Have you ever considered what you are going to do when I’ll be dead? Are you going to hunt another prey?... Or are you going to starve yourself to death? If that is the case, then I would have to finish you first.”

Such an honest confession widens Shiki’s eyes and makes him freeze in the same spot. Yet, a second later, he gives a thrilling gaze while leaning closer and asking in nearly a purring voice. “How are you planning to do that?”

Despite being cornered and feeling the vampire’s palms on top of his, Akira swallows the saliva while keeping his determined blue eyes on him. “When I defeat you in the fight and this time I’ll make you take me seriously!”

While Shiki keeps a satisfied look on his face, he comments in a content tone. “How come you can still spit out such adorable words?”

“Hmph. Looks like I need to remind you again what happens if you keep doing that~” He adds while the flame of impatience burns in his eyes, stroking Akira’s neck.

In the end, the silver-haired male closes his eyes and sighs. “You stupid vampire… Keep doing that, and you’ll grow my desire to defeat you stronger.”

“As long as it keeps the stupid thoughts away from your head…” Shiki replies before bringing his face close to his partner’s.

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A day has passed.

It is a late evening. Thus, the blue-eyed male already had a bath and changed into his gray pajamas.

Yet, he decides to stay up for a bit longer and kill some time by finishing reading the book that he picked in the library while waiting for one certain vampire to return.

Good hour has passed. No matter how long Akira kept waiting, Shiki hadn’t returned yet.

Is he busy in the arena or hunting for another prey? Who knows?… The silver-haired hunter wonders as he softens his gaze while staring at the crimson moon in the sky through the window.

Strange. Tonight, not a single star accompanies the barely visible crescent moon. On the other hand, perhaps it’s only because the new moon phase will begin soon.

Even so, Akira doesn’t like the lingering sensation of death and chillness in the air as he stares into the starless sky. But for now, he shivery respires and holds his arms.

No. Perhaps he is just cold and tired. Besides, that stupid vampire might come back soon in his true form or a panther one. So, he is on his way. That is one thing for sure. Or so the blue-eyed male convinces himself while getting up from bed and walking to the closet.

When Akira picks up the bathrobe, he widens his eyes and turns his head upon the crows’ loud crying and countless flapping wings.

“Shiki…” Akira whispers as he grasps this piece of clothing.

As soon as he puts on the bathrobe, he rushes through the door.

‘You better haven’t tried anything funny. Otherwise, I’ll finish you, you fool!’ the silver-haired male thinks as he hears his own heartbeat ringing inside his head and running in the corridor.

At that moment, he doesn’t even care if any of Shiki’s servants try to stop him. That can wait for later.

Soon, he reaches the exit gate and slams it open.

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While Akira’s chest bloats and deeply breathes, he quickly looks around.

Unfortunately, the quiet leaf rustling and the streaming water are the only sounds that break the silence that surrounds this area.

Nevertheless, Akira refuses to leave.

Thus, as he lowers his head and bites his lower lip, he grasps around his heart before heading deeper into the inner courtyard.

Step after step, he approaches the familiar fountain that changes the water color upon one getting closer to it.

At first, nothing is unusual until he walks past by and notices something that freezes him in the same spot.

At that moment, Akira could only speak weakly through his trembling lips. “Shiki… What the hell happened to you?”

Apparently, the fallen nocturnal creature leans his back against the fountain’s wall while covered in blood and with his hung head without any response.

Judging from his torn in some places clothes, Shiki may fight someone who might have been out of his league.

However, it doesn’t matter if he fled away or barely won. Right now, his well-being is far more important than anything else. The blue-eyed male decides as he gets closer to his partner.

Just as Akira kneels and takes a better look at him, he nearly gets startled by the vampire slowly lifting his head and his groaning voice. “Why are you here? Go back to your room.”

For sure, just seeing Shiki’s blank stare in his dimmed crimson eyes pierces the hunter’s heart like a knife.

Suddenly, Akira grips his shoulders and lowers his head to scold him. “And to leave you like this? Are you even aware of how you sound?!”

Shiki only turns his head and closes his eyes. “If it bothers you so much, leave. I do not need your pity.”

Soon, the silver-haired male removes his hands from his partner and addresses him in a calm, but impersonal voice. “If this is what you want, it cannot be helped, then. I’ll leave you alone… But when I see you standing up and walking on your own.”

But for now, he moves away from the nocturnal creature and stands up without removing his eyes from him.

Meanwhile, Shiki cracks a bitter smile and picks up his sheathed katana. “Hmph. Have you always been that stubborn and stupid?”

As he places his hands on the handle, he relies on his trustworthy weapon as his support getting up.

Unfortunately, when the vampire leans heavily on it, his katana slips away, and he is about to fall harshly.

However, Akira’s reaction is faster, and Shiki collapses on his chest.

After wrapping his arms around his partner, the silver-haired male places his palm behind his head and softens his gaze.

As the vampire struggles in his embrace and silently groans, Akira only gently strokes his hair and comments in a worried tone. “You barely can do anything. Just how bad you’ve been injured to become like this? So, how do you expect me to abandon you and let you suffer alone?”

In the end, the silver-haired hunter temporally removes his arms from Shiki.

As he gives him a comforting look, he unbuttons a couple of buttons on his pajama shirt and exposes his shoulder and neck. “Here. You’ve used most of your energy to heal your wounds. So…”

“Don’t be a fool. Have you forgotten? I’ve already fed on you today.” The vampire backfires.

After Akira brings him close to him, he objects. “I know. However, you need it more than I do.”

When he presses Shiki’s face against the crook of his neck, he closes his eyes and explains. “And if you ignore your hunger any longer, your instincts will take you over and you’ll become a mindless beast.”

“I’ll rather die by your hand than fight and kill someone who is nothing more than a shell of his former self. As long as it will cease you from recklessly throwing your life and keep you safe, I’m ready to sin, kill or even sacrifice myself. So, do what you have to do, you stupid vampire.” Akira adds.

Such an honest confession surprises Shiki and only makes him more interested in this human.

However, instead of wasting time on unnecessary words, the nocturnal creature briefly withdraws his face before sinking his fangs into Akira’s neck, making him softly moan.

When he smells and tastes the hunter’s blood, his eyes glow in deadly bright red.

As the vampire feasts on him, Akira slowly feels drowsy, and his body grows weaker.

Nevertheless, he gathers all his remaining strength to keep Shiki in his warm embrace.

Soon enough, the nocturnal creature is about to withdraw his face.

Yet, the blue-eyed male keeps pressing his hand on his head, and as his vision darkens, he gently whispers. “Do not mind me. Just take as much as you need.”

Soon enough, Shiki gets alerted as the same palm resting on the back of his head and the surrounding arm loosens.

However, this time, he is the one who manages to catch his collapsing partner.

Even behind his poker face, he is bewildered by Akira shakily reaching for his face and placing his cold palms on his cheeks.

The silver-haired male gives him an exhausted smile. “You’re finally alright. I’m… I’m so glad. But why are you so upset? I’m just a little… a little tired. That’s all…”

Lastly, he slowly closes his blue eyes and drops his hands.

At that moment, if it wasn’t for the bleeding two spots on Akira’s neck, he would think that his human was only peacefully slumbering.

However, Shiki perfectly understands that he won’t open his eyes and call him a stupid vampire ever again.

But why? Why does he feel such a void inside him as something important and dear was snatched away from him?

More importantly, he knew already that Akira’s life was momentary, and he may have died from old age or eventually drained by him.

Yes. Shiki has accepted the harsh truth about mankind’s bitter fate. Yet, it doesn’t reduce heartache in the slightest, nor calms his howling heart.

In the end, he closes his gloomy red eyes and immediately pulls Akira into a tight hug, refusing to let him go.

A second later, his fingertips sink into the human’s soft, silver hair while he silently weeps.

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A good amount of time has passed.

After the vampire touches his partner’s neck, he feels a weak and rare pulse.

Perhaps not everything is lost, then. Shiki hopefully wonders.

At first, he doubts if he should commit a taboo ritual that may give only a low chance of saving this human from being taken away by death.

More importantly, there is a high risk that Akira may become a broken doll who is not alive nor dead, only resembling his former self after slowly but painfully rejecting him.

Therefore, letting this human exit with dignity might be for the better.

But what if? What if he may accept him and become a noble creature of the night like him? Perhaps he is ready to accept him. No, there is no may. He has to. That human already has proven himself more times than needed. Shiki ponders as he brushes the hair from Akira’s face.

Lastly, with nothing to lose, he reveals his sharp fangs again, and they penetrate the blue-eyed male’s skin.

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Suddenly, Akira widens his eyes and gasps as something hot flows inside his blood vessels.

“Shiki… what are you?- It hurts… It hurts!” The silver-haired male weakly speaks up in a scared voice while his face is paralyzed in fear.

However, as the unbearable heat spreads all over his body, he pushes the vampire away and falls while whimpering.

Meanwhile, Shiki only carefully observes how Akira curls into a ball and grasps his throat while desperately gulping the air.

No matter how it is difficult for the dark-haired male to resist the urge to shake his partner and make him get a hold of himself, he understands he cannot interface and should only patiently wait until it’s over.

Soon enough, every muscle in the hunter’s body trembles and twitches as his skin and hair become pale as paper.

More so, as he painfully groans, screeches, and droll, his eye color slowly switches from ice blue to bloody red eyes, and long, sharp fangs start to grow.

In the end, Akira lets out a prolonged loud hissing and stretches his body before he completely freezes in the same spot and blacks out.

At that moment, even the crimson moon completely disappears in the sky.

Finally, Shiki kneels and makes sure that his human lies on his back.

As he brushes his palm against Akira’s cold cheek and neck, he narrows his empty, sad, red eyes and exhales.

No response, no pulse, not a single weak respiration, no nothing. That human is dead, and he killed him twice. More importantly, there is no one to blame but himself for that. Shiki thinks to himself.

“However, you were so close to succeeding…” the dark-haired male comments in a gloomy tone as he brushes his palm down to close Akira’s crimson dead eyes.

Lastly, after he places one hand behind his partner’s shoulders and another under his thighs, he stands up. Thus, Shiki carries his partner to the inner quarters.

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Some time has passed.

After washing Akira in his personal bath and carefully drying him, Shiki dresses him in the white shinishozoku before lying him on the bed and covering him with the blanket.

The noble creature of the night understands that he should head to the catacombs and set his late partner on the journey to the netherworld without wasting time. However, deep inside, he still wishes to stay longer with him.

Even after his death, this human makes him act based on irrational emotions. The vampire wonders as he cracks a bitter-sweet smile.

However, Shiki sorrowfully narrows his gaze when he carefully strokes Akira’s cheek.

A second later, the red-eyed male covers his eyes with his palm and bites his lower lip.

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A few days have passed.

It is late evening, and Shiki has spent another day in his panther form without bothering to return to his true one or leave the silver-haired male’s side.

As he rested his upper body on Akira’s chest, he remained so to this very moment.

Even when, time from time, the dark feline lifts his head and checks on him, he lowers his round ears and exhales through his nose while keeping his long tail pressed to his tensed body before narrowing his gaze and staring into the void.

However, the sudden knock on the door and the concerned voice behind it make Shiki lift his head. “Master, are you alright? You’ve locked yourself here for a few days.”

Soon, the red-eyed panther wrinkles his nose and growls like a wounded animal.

After a brief pause, the demon maid’s voice addresses him. “We understand you are still grieving over Young Master. However, you shouldn’t neglect yourself nor forget to take care of yourself just because of him. After all, he was only a human, and it’s not your fault that he died.”

Soon, another voice continues in a formal tone. “Master, please open the door. You must understand that it is difficult for us to see you upset and not letting us to help you. So, if that boy causes you so much pain, let us bury him for you. Please, just let him go already.”

Yet, after hearing these words, the panther roars and hisses to drive away anyone who dares to intrude on him.

“... Alright. We understood. We’ll come back later, Master. However, if you need anything, please let us know. Goodnight.” Another maid adds.

Soon, Shiki is left alone again, and with that, he licks his face and rests his head on Akira’s chest.

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A couple of hours have passed since this restless night.

Suddenly, the black panther lifts his head and ruffles his fur upon sensing an awfully familiar dark energy.

More importantly, it’s stronger than before. There is no mistake - That Man is near, even if he wanders somewhere in the inner quarters.

But for now, the red-eyed feline jumps from the bed and becomes a liquid shadow.

A second later, Shiki reveals his true form and becomes a vampire.

However, after the vampire turns his head to the window side, he grasps his attached katana and grinds his teeth as That Man places HIS palm on the window and briefly stares into his eyes.

Soon, HE narrows HIS gaze, making the vampire slightly shrug and shake his palms.

At that moment, even if he cannot hear these words with his own ears, they ring in his head in that same monotonic, calm voice. “So, now, his soul is dyed in pitch-black? Fine. However, it’s still too early. The bud is only starting to spurt… I’ll return when the flower will fully bloom and scatter its seeds. Farewell.”

Thus, the pale figure with light hair and glowing purple eyes turns HIS back and disappears into the night.

Lastly, Shiki closes his eyes and hits the nearest wall. “… Shit. Why does HE always return to just mock me and leave?”

After he turns back, he removes the warm blanket from Akira and carefully picks him up like a wounded princess.

It doesn’t matter what HE meant by these words, the dark-haired male will try to figure it out later. However, one thing is for sure - he cannot let anyone else have somebody that only belongs to him. Therefore, he has to take Akira, where no one will reach him. Shiki decides as he leaves the room while carrying his partner.

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❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ First of all, Thank You so @shikiakitogainu for giving me a permission to use this lovely vampire!Shiki fanart for this chapter❤ Yup, it looks so gorgeous*✧ ✰ ｡* ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

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Title: If One Wasn’t Enough Already… Chapter 10.

Fandom: King of Fighters

Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami, Shingo Yabuki, Chizuru Kagura

Status: Completed (10 chapters) Summary: [The remake of 2 Kyos - 1 Yagami] [This story is set in between KOF96 and KOF97]

When everything seem to back to normal, Kyo has no idea about the new opponent lurking just around the corner, who might be a more intimidating and fearsome, than other foes. Who is this youngman? How did he got there? What kind of business he has with Iori? Read and find out.

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A few days have passed.

However, today, one redhead is not in the best mood.

Even staring down at the envelope sealed with the red wax stamp resting on the coffee table only irritates Iori while he chills on the couch.

After he picks it up, he only narrows his gaze and silently groans.

More so, the redhead concentrates his attention on this piece of paper that he doesn’t notice the older version of the Kusanagi approaching him.

Suddenly, Iori widens his eyes upon someone wrapping his arms around his neck.

As Kyo rests his head on his partner’s shoulder, he gracefully snatches the envelope from Yagami. “What do you get there?~”

When Iori turns his head, he notices the brunette holding it between his fingers and smirking at him like a cat.

A second later, Kyo comments while containing his excitement. “Hoo~ So, the time has come, eh? Ya gonna participate this year, right?”

After Iori turns his head and crosses his arms, he frowns. “As if I have any choice…”

After a brief pause, he closes his eyes and adds. “And, of all people, I have to join Kagura’s and Kyo’s team again.”

As the brunette studies the cranky Yagami, he exhales. “I see…”

But for now, the redhead lowers his shoulders and leans against the couch. “So, what’s the point of participating if I won’t be able to face Kyo and defeat him? As if I care who the hell is behind this year’s tournament, because it might just be another arrogant rich fool. Tsk, if that woman really wants to go that badly, she should have teamed up and investigated it with anyone else.”

When Kyo puts the envelope on the couch, he places his palm on Iori’s cheek and softens his gaze.

At first, the redhead feels the strong urge to push him away for allowing himself too much.

However, upon noticing Kyo’s serious face, Iori swallows the saliva and listens to him. “But you’ll see why it’s important for you to stay in this team.”

A second later, the Kusanagi heir cracks a bitter smile. “Just promise me one thing, okay? Don’t blame yourself for whatever may happen in the tournament or afterwards… I’m sure that even my other self will understand you because something bad will happen which will be not in your power to change.”

As Iori takes Kyo’s hand and lowers it, he defends himself without removing his eyes from him. “What a hell you’re talking about? Besides, I already warned that fool to behave himself. So, if Kyo has any brains left in his stupid head, he should be careful next time and won’t stick his nose into my business.”

“Like how you’ve done it the last time he was here?” The brunette chuckles.

For sure, it makes Yagami widen his eyes and immediately withdraw from his partner.

Meanwhile, the brunette only crosses his arms while hanging on the couch like a lazy feline and having a suggestive look on his face. “I heard everything from the study room.”

When he rests his head on his knuckles, he adds. “You shouldn’t have attempted extinguishing a fire by using gasoline. Just wait and you’ll see soon what you sow.”

For sure, that stupid Kusanagi’s face is asking for the trouble. The redhead ponders as he grinds his teeth and silently growls at him.

Soon, he gets close to Kyo and grabs him by his t-shirt. “I don’t care if you are a future version of him! I will put you down like anyone else who dare to interface between us. Kyo is mine, and I’ll do anything to remind him or anyone else of that.”

Suddenly, the Kusanagi heir’s eyes sparkle with a small flame, and he curves a delightful smile. “Good. But you better don’t hold back ‘cos who knows when will be your last time seeing him.”

Yagami only brings his face close to Kyo’s and lowers his gaze.

When he fixates his eyes on the brunette, he whispers in a deeper voice. “You won’t tell me what to do, Kyo. Even if I need to finish you both nice and slow.”

Suddenly, Kusanagi feels how his heart skips a beat and heat rushing to his cheeks. Yet he doesn’t give in to the redhead’s provocation.

When he sighs, Kyo places his palms on his partner’s cheeks and orders in a sweet voice. “Do it.”

After a brief pause, the brunette softens his gaze and continues while keeping his alluring eyes on Iori. “You’re doubting. Or do you prefer me to show you how it should be done?”

In the end, Kyo closes his eyes and gently presses his lips against his partner’s.

While Iori remains speechless, Kyo withdraws his face and grasps his hand. “Come. Let’s continue in the bedroom, shall we?”

Despite the Kusanagi’s seductive gaze, the redhead lowers his head and grinds his teeth.

A second later, Kyo gives a playful look and chuckles. “What is it with you? Don’t tell me that you-”

Suddenly, he widens his eyes upon receiving a harsh slap across his face.

At that moment, Kyo stares at Iori while rubbing his hurt cheek. “… Yagami?”

Soon, Iori stands up and clenches his palms into fists while keeping his hung head. “I’ve had enough of this!”

When he turns his back, he continues. “Just fucking look at yourself!… I had not the slightest idea that you’ll turn into a disgusting little manipulative whore that is fine fooling around with anyone. Don’t tell me that Kyo is like this too? Shit…”

As Kyo observes the trembling redhead, he softens his gaze.

After he closes his amber eyes and sighs, he approaches his partner. “Listen, I…”

However, the brunette widens his eyes and steps back by Yagami’s raised voice. “GET A HELL OUT!”

“No.” Kyo whispers. A second later, he embraces Iori from behind.

Despite his partner’s struggle and resistance, Kyo remains calm and refuses to let him go. “Not until I say something that will reach your thick skull, you idiot.”

After a brief pause, he explains to the irritated redhead as patiently as he can. “Like, hell, I would let anyone mess with me… Unless you count kissing anyone by using fists, then, yeah. And it doesn’t help that one over-protective dork always keeps an eye on me no matter what I do and scares the people.”

As Yagami’s tense body slowly relaxes, the brunette rests his head on his shoulder and nuzzles his neck. “Even, during one rainy night, I had no idea that you felt That Way about me, but I was more surprised by how long you may keep it to yourself. Besides, I knew that you would never harm me for your entertainment. So, I didn’t mind it and accepted your feelings...”

Meanwhile, Iori only places his palm on top of Kyo’s arms and comments in a bitter tone. “You only did this out of pity, didn’t you?”

“You idiot. You’re the very least person who would need that, and we both know it well. And if I was really against it, I would just have made you gather your teeth from the ground and left.” The brunette replies.

Soon, he closes his amber eyes and exhales. “Besides, I’ve noticed that it helps to calm your boiling blood or you. So, that’s the very least I can do for you.”

Meanwhile, the redhead grasps his partner’s arms tighter and narrows his gaze. “You shouldn’t be saying this to me, you fool.”

These words make Kyo widen his eyes, yet he listens further to Yagami. “There is someone else who waits for you and needs to hear that. Save that for later when you return to your timeline.”

In the end, the brunette nods and replies in his usual tone. “You’re right.”

‘And, thank you, Yagami. Tho, I have a very limited time in this world and may not survive before returning home.’ Kyo wants to add but keeps to himself.

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As the days have passed, finally, another King of Fighters tournament has begun.

It is almost midnight. Suddenly, one redhead’s peaceful slumber is disturbed by the knock on his hotel room’s door.

At first, he ignores whoever it is. As soon as that noise is gone, he murmurs something under his nose before closing his eyes.

Unfortunately, a minute hasn’t passed, and the same noise haunts him again.

That’s it! Whoever it is, that person deserves to die. Or so Iori decides as he turns on the lights and starts looking to put something on.

When he puts the bathrobe on, he heads toward the door without hiding his murderous intentions.

After unlocking the door, he is genially surprised to see one certain Kusanagi, who wears only a tank top and shorts.

Despite the brunette giving him a demanding look, he narrows his gaze and addresses him in an irritated voice. “What do you want?”

Instead of saying anything, Kyo lowers his head. After he makes his way inside, he locks the door behind him.

“The hell is your problem? If you don’t like something, then say it or leave.” Iori asks and steps back each time when the brunette gets close to him.

Lastly, upon Yagami reaching the bed and nearly tripping over, Kyo roughly grabs his partner by the bathrobe and brings his face close to him. “You.”

For sure, such arrogant behavior makes Iori frown and grind his teeth.

A second later, Kyo lowers his head and murmurs. “I hate it…”

“I hate it how someone wraps you around their finger and you can’t see it! Is he really better than me? Hey, is this why you keep avoiding me?” he adds in an almost gloomy tone while his palms tremble.

Of course, Yagami is confused by his partner’s sudden lashing out at him, but he listens to him further. “Why didn’t you tell me this in the first place, then? Why do you have to do this to me? I won’t forgive you for this, you fool!”

Suddenly, Kyo widens his amber eyes and releases his bathrobe as Iori presses his palms against his cheeks and lifts his head.

For now, the redhead only silently stares at him. After exhaling, he comments. “You are truly an idiot… For the love of the-, you can’t go for a second without making it everything about yourself, can you?”

After closing his eyes and exhaling, he adds. “Listen, I’ll remind you as much as you need - if I wanted, and you were nothing more than a bother, I would have already finished you since the day we met or just simply ignored you. However, ever since the future you showed up, I tried to figure out how to get rid of him, even if I needed to rely on Kagura’s help. So, if she is right, then, the other you should be gone after the tournament.”

“You’re lying.” Kyo immediately backfires.

After he turns his head away from him, he complains. “You prefer him over me ‘cos why else you would let him live with you? Perhaps you’ve probably already done That with him. Why else he is here?”

These words infuriate Iori, and he grips Kyo’s arms while trying to remain as patient as possible. “Say it again, Kyo. Just fucking say that in front of my face.”

When his eyes meet these strict ones, Kusanagi understands he is screwed and nervously swallows the saliva. “Yagami, I…”

After studying his partner, Yagami lowers his shoulders and facepalms. “Is this what you’ve been thinking all this time? You stupid, jealous fool…”

When he rests one hand on his partner’s shoulder and with the other holding his chin, he assures him. “How many times do I need to remind you I’m not interested in anyone else? Hell, even if that might be a superior version of you, I wouldn’t care less. It won’t be you.”

In the end, the same hand that rests on Kyo’s shoulder slides down his back and brings him closer.

At that moment, the brunette feels the heat rushing to his cheek while being dazed.

“I warned you before, but you still refuse to listen to me. So, this time, I won’t let you go, Kyo.” Yagami addresses him in a deeper voice before pulling him into a kiss.

At first, Kyo briefly widens his eyes when his partner’s tongue tries to get inside.

Yet, he doesn’t hesitate and invites Yagami while blissfully closing his eyes and letting out lovely sighs in between.

Lastly, he throws his arms over Iori’s shoulders and continues the passionate kiss while his partner’s hand behind his back slides under his tank top and strokes it.

Even if Kyo understands that after this, there will be no point in returning to their previous relationship. All he cares about now is that no one will take away someone who belongs only to him.

Besides, Yagami seems to be holding back for too long and may eat him tonight.

Yet, it’s nothing that Kyo minds. Contrary, he is secretly happy to have Iori for himself until the morning.

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Title: When the Bloody Moon Rises (Chapter 9)

Fandom: Togainu no Chi

Characters: Akira, Emma, Gwen, Keisuke, Shiki

Pairing: Shiki x Akira

Rating: +18 (Alternative Universe, Supernatural Elements, Suggestive themes, smut, Developing Relationship)

Status: In Progress

Summary:

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A couple of weeks have passed since Shiki started to train Akira.

Despite such a brief period, the vampire is genially impressed by how quickly his human mastered the basics of swordsmanship.

Perhaps tomorrow he’ll take Akira to the Colosseum. Besides, if any pesky fool will survive long enough, he’ll allow him to face him as supposed-to-be Il Re. Or so Shiki decides as he watches the silver-haired male slashing down the armored knight.

Within the shattering metal noise, Akira puts his katana back into the sheath, attaches to his belt, and closes his eyes.

As he turns his head and opens his calm blue eyes, he addresses Shiki. “Is that all? Or did you pick low-ranked monsters because you’ll feed on me later?”

While the dark-haired male leans against the training arena’s wall and crosses his arms, he smirks like a feline. “Unless you want it so badly.”

Sure, it’s hard to keep his serious face, but Akira decides not to let the vampire tease him, and only silently exhales while approaching him.

After a brief pause, Shiki adds. “Let’s go. You need to rest for tomorrow.”

The blue-eyed male raises his eyebrow as he follows his partner. “What are you up to this time?”

Before Shiki opens the gate, he turns his head and replies. “You’ll see by then.”

Lastly, Akira rolls his eyes and remains silent.

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A second later, he turns his head and gets prompted by the vampire. “What is it? Don’t just stand there.”

After the silver-haired hunter lowers his gaze, he opens the door and steps inside.

At the very least, he expected to see the walls covered in wooden planks and lighten up with small torches across the entire corridor.

More so, Akira strangely feels comforted by the light of countless warm flames surrounding them.

Even on their way, he can hear the faith sound of the streaming water that gets louder with each step.

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Certainly, he hasn’t expected to see such spacious indoor hot springs.

On top of that, modern era style one, with oak plank walls and ceiling, and a stone floor.

In the corner of the room stands a beautiful white marble statue of a woman pouring water from a pitcher.

Even the buttons on her tunic, the necklace, bracelets, and her hair accessories are made from gold.

More so, the water runs down without rest from her held pitcher to the bath, which could fit at least a group of people.

Next to the statue, there are large shelves with rolled towels resting on them, bottles of massage and aromatic oils, and lightened votive candles.

Soon, Akira remembers he might be here not for nothing. After turning his back, he asks. “Why did you bring me here?”

However, the vampire only closes his eyes and replies. “That’s a stupid question.”

When he opens his crimson eyes, his chin points at the towel shelf and commands. “Undress and put it on. Or do you need a help with that?”

At first, the silver-haired male seems to listen to his partner’s demand.

When he approaches one shelf and picks a snow-white towel, he turns his head and slightly frowns. “Then what about you? I’m not going in if you’re going to just stand there and watch.”

Instead of saying anything, Shiki gracefully gets closer like a feline.

As he holds Akira’s chin, he narrows his gaze and smirks. After all, these indignant yet questioning blue eyes entertain him.

After a brief pause, he releases his partner’s chin and turns his back. Just before taking his leave, he replies. “Just make sure that I find you in the bath.”

In the end, Akira only closes his eyes and exhales.

No matter what that stupid vampire has in mind, it’s useless wasting time trying to guess what he has planned. Moreover, he will become bored quickly if he continues playing by the rules he has created. The blue-eyed swordsman decides as he unbuttons his black vest.

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Some time has passed.

Akira is completely at ease in the hot spring, where the water seems to wash away all his troubles and stress.

At this point, he doesn’t even care to fall asleep or slide to the center of the bath and drift to wherever the current will take him.

Finally, he closes his calm blue eyes and listens to the streaming water while forgetting that Shiki has left.

Several minutes have passed.

Suddenly, Akira widens his eyes and sits by the sound of something poured into the water.

After he turns around, he notices Shiki only having a towel wrapped around his waist and holding an empty green bottle.

He was not confused by the dark-haired man standing over him, but by the spreading scent of lavender in the room.

“What is it with you?” Shiki asks before walking down the stairs and joining his partner.

Despite Akira moving further from him, the vampire keeps sitting closer to him.

After getting chased like this for a good circle, he gives up and allows the red-eyed vampire to sit close to him.

But for now, Shiki crosses his arms and exhales while his human looks away.

After a minute of awkward pause, the silver-haired male lowers his shoulders and turns his head towards his partner.

Just as he opens his mouth, he notices Shiki is peacefully sleeping. Or so Akira can assume from the vampire not responding to him.

In any case, it’s his first time seeing the fearsome ruler of the night exposing himself like this in his true form.

More so, Akira feels how the blood rushes to his cheeks by observing the slumbering nocturnal creature.

No matter how hard for him to admit it, he slowly starts admiring how a ruthless creature like Shiki reminds him of a beautiful, fragile porcelain doll with pale skin and silky hair and how even a single wrong touch could shatter him into tiny pieces.

At this point, the vampire might be easily mistaken for one by his doll-like face with the pretty eyelashes.

Unfortunately, when Akira lowers his curious blue eyes on his partner’s chest, he instinctively grasps his own and softens his gaze.

Apparently, there is a scar in the middle of his chest, as if he was stabbed by the enormous blade in the past.

As his fingertips are about to touch the vampire’s scar, he gets alerted by Shiki opening his eyes.

A moment later, the water splashes as Shiki grabs his wrist and pulls him close.

Even when his body is pressed against his partner’s and his hand thrown over his shoulder, Akira cannot comprehend how he ends up in this position.

However, the vampire’s voice makes him lift his head. “What were you thinking of doing?”

At that moment, the silver-haired male can only stare with his big blue eyes at Shiki, looking at him with his stoic face and waiting for his answers.

Soon, Akira returns to his senses.

After he closes his eyes and shakes his head, he places his palms on his partner’s chest and gently pushes him away.

To his surprise, Shiki only silently observes him as an annoyed feline whose sleep is disturbed for no reason.

After the blue-eyed hunter leans against the bath’s wall and lowers his gaze, he comments in a slightly gloomier voice. “I don’t understand… Vampires are known for their instant wound healing. You weren’t supposed to have that scar. So, why do you have it? Who done this to you?”

“Hmph. It shouldn’t concern you.” The vampire backfires as he crosses his arms and narrows his gaze.

Yet, Akira immediately responds while giving a questioning look. “Does it have anything to do with That Man you mentioned once?”

It makes Shiki widen his eyes and grasp around his heart area by remembering HIM and HIS indifferent changing color eyes looking down on him while his bloody palm twitched.

Meanwhile, the silver-haired male closes his eyes and sighs. “So, I was right…”

As he opens his eyes, he adds. “Just whom in the world have you fought? It’s not an ordinary monster, right?”

For sure, it’s the last drop patience of Shiki’s patience.

Suddenly, he corners his prey while his crimson eyes glow and silently growling at him.

Despite the nocturnal creature’s intimidation, Akira keeps his poker face without removing his eyes from him.

After a brief pause, he addresses the vampire. “Do as you wish. However, weren’t you the one who told me not to let the emotions control you? At least practice what you preach.”

When Shiki places his hand on the side of his human’s neck and slides it down, he rests it on his shoulder.

Meanwhile, Akira voluntarily turns his head and exposes the other side of his neck, impatiently waiting for the vampire to sink his fangs.

Besides, it’s not the first time when Shiki feeds on him. That’s why he has learned to make himself comfortable while Shiki feeds on him.

Despite that, he still cannot bring himself to look at how the vampire is about to sink his fangs, as if it were watching how a nurse is about to draw blood from him.

However, he is alright with Shiki feeding on him. At least he can be reassured that this stupid vampire is safe and not recklessly throwing his life.

Yet, he is still not fully get used to by Shiki’s fangs piercing his skin each time. Akira thinks to himself while mentally preparing for another ritual, which has become an inevitable part of his routine.

Meanwhile, such a gesture thrills the nocturnal creature, and he delightfully narrows his gaze.

“You are something else, Akira…” Shiki remarks in a purring-like voice while holding his partner’s upper arm with his other hand.

Lastly, the silver-haired male lets out a shivery sigh and closes his eyes when the vampire licks his neck.

“What I just told you earlier?” Akira whispers upon understanding that he has become a toy for this large feline. Nevertheless, he sinks his fingertips into Shiki’s hair and starts stroking them.

‘You stupid vampire…’ He wants to add but keeps it in his mind and closes his eyes.

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It is the evening of another day.

Tonight, Shiki is supposed to show something important. Whatever it is, that vampire takes his time for what he refers to as preparations.

Either way, it must be something worth all that hype, then. Or so Akira decides as he checks the time on his pocket watch.

However, the sudden knock on his bedroom door and the polite voice behind it get his attention. “Are you awake, Young Master? Master Shiki would like to see you.”

“Yes. I’m coming.” The silver-haired male replies as he fixes his shirt.

After he opens the door, the demon maid with curly red hair closes her eyes and nods. “Please follow me.”

Thus, he closes the door behind him and follows this demon.

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After a while, they leave the inner quarters and reach the same rusty elevator with metal bars that take them to the training arena.

When Akira expects the elevator to stop on the second floor, he is surprised that it’s still going up while the redhead maid remains calm.

When she notices the confused hunter, she gives a slightly concerned look. “Is everything alright, Young Master?”

A second later, she closes her green eyes and smiles. “Please do not worry. Just a little bit and we’ll be there.”

Upon the sound of the squeaking gears and rustling chains, the old elevator stops, and the metal bar door slides to let out the passengers.

After walking for a few minutes in the corridor, this couple is greeted by the spiral stone staircase lighting up.

For now, the demon maid politely points at it with her palm. “This way, Young Master.”

Meanwhile, he feels as having no choice but to follow the redhead until they reach the top of it. Or at least Akira believes so.

However, the silver-haired male stops climbing the stairs and widens his eyes as someone gently pulls his sleeve.

When he turns his head, the demon maid addresses him. “Where are you going, Young Master? That is the guests’ seats, and this is not where should we go.”

As she turns to the door next to her, she knocks on it. “Master, I’ve brought Young Master Akira as you asked. May we come in, please?”

After receiving the permission, the red-haired maid opens the door and allows Akira to go first.

After he takes a deep breath, he enters without knowing what to expect.

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Upon observing his surroundings, Akira realizes he might be in the special room of the Colosseum reserved for important people.

After all, the tall throne facing the other side of the seats is the proof along the hanging opened curtains.

A second later, the vampire speaks up while sitting on the throne. “You can leave now.”

Meanwhile, the redhead bows before taking her leave and closing the door. “As you wish, sir.”

As Shiki stands up and leaves the throne, he receives an avalanche of questions from his partner. “You didn’t bring me here for nothing, did you? What did you want to show me so badly?”

“Come here and you’ll see.” The vampire replies.

No matter how much Akira doesn’t like being ordered by this arrogant fellow, he understands it is better to listen to him.

After he gets to the end of the room, he leans on the stone parapet.

For sure, from here, he can see the entire battle arena as it is on his palm.

More so, from the fresh blood traces on the walls and several weapons lying on the ground, he can guess that someone met their unfortunate fate recently.

Soon, he turns toward Shiki while resting his palms on the parapet and raising his eyebrow. “Is this what you wanted to show me? Or do you want just to show-off before you’ll kill another challenger?”

As the vampire steps closer, he closes his eyes and briefly explains. “Only if anyone lives long enough to fall under Il Re’s blade.”

After he opens his crimson eyes, he adds. “Tonight, you’ll be Il Re.”

“What do you mean?” The silver-haired male asks as he leans on the parapet.

However, Shiki remains calm and backfires. “Which part you do not understand? I’m lending you the Il Re title until you defeat your challenger.”

A second later, he takes Akira’s hand and adds. “Get up. A new challenger should show up any time. So, greet him properly.”

After the blue-eyed hunter allows the vampire to help him stand up, he gets to the throne and makes himself comfortable.

Yet, his guard is caught off by Shiki transforming into a liquid shadow that becomes a black panther with red eyes and a katana attached to his belt.

As Akira watches, the smug feline approaches him and sits next to him.

Lastly, Shiki wraps his tail around him and fixates his crimson eyes on the arena.

So, is he really taking this that seriously, huh? The silver-haired male wonders while staring at the serious panther and having a strange feeling of sitting as a new ruler of the demonic castle.

However, the loud rustling chains and the creaking gate alert Akira.

As the large gate lifts, the aloof challenger enters the arena.

It’s a man in his fifties with tied long curly dark hair and a beard wearing a long sangria color coat, crimson pants, and leather gloves.

More so, it’s one of the veteran vampire hunters, which Akira saw a few times in the Hunter Guild.

Even if hunters like him rarely visit the guild, each time they return, they bring an impressive S-rank or higher rank-worth monster with them.

After that man reaches the center of the arena, he picks up the bullwhip and points it at Akira.

While he keeps an unpleasant look on his face, he addresses the ruler of the castle. “Come out and face me, you monster! Or do you intend to hide like a coward?”

However, when the hunter takes a better look at the silver-haired male, he widens his eyes and lowers his whip. “It’s you!”

For sure, that man’s voice alone nearly makes Akira jump from his seat.

A second later, the veteran hunter asks. “What are you doing here? I come to defeat Il Re and not a stupid brat that cannot hold a weapon. Where is he, boy?”

Despite the dark-haired man’s intimidation, the blue-eyed swordsman keeps his new role and answers in a strict tone. “You are talking to one right now. However, I must congratulate you for making it this far.”

The hunter only cracks a smile. “Tsk. Don’t make me laugh. On the other hand… Perhaps the luck is on my side, after all. So, I’ll take that vampire’s head along with the traitor’s.”

Meanwhile, Shiki studies his human, and when he finishes his speech, he observes the challenger while narrowing his gaze.

Lastly, that man points at Akira. “Very well. I’ll take you down if that is the only way to summon that bastard!”

At first, the blue-eyed male checks on Shiki and gives him a confused look.

Yet, the noble creature of the night only keeps a straight face while exhaling through his nose.

At this moment, Akira understands he has to do what he has to do. Thus, after he stands up and takes a deep breath, he gets close to the parapet and jumps into the arena.

Surprisingly, he manages to land safely.

After he fixes his posture, he picks up the katana and points the tip of the blade at his opponent.

Meanwhile, the hunter keeps a proud look on his face and stretches his bullwhip.

Thus, the battle starts with Akira charging at his opponent.

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However, the dark-haired man’s reaction is faster. And he unleashes several lower whip cracks.

Fortunately, Akira avoids each strike by jumping back. However, a strike after a strike, he nearly loses his balance.

Meanwhile, the veteran hunter takes to his advantage. Suddenly, he unleashes a powerful strike that hits his target, making him groan.

Yet Akira manages to kneel safely while his face twists in pain.

As long as he has the weapon in his hands, he can still fight. Besides, even if he cannot see right now, he’ll show Shiki that he won’t go down that easily. Or so the silver-haired male thinks while his blue eyes burn with determination.

Soon, Akira grips the handle with both hands and rushes at his opponent before releasing a diagonal slash.

That boy already lost. The hunter wonders as he cracks a mocking smile and jumps back.

A second later, he picks several knives from the bag attached to his belt and throws them at his opponent.

Suddenly, Akira twists the blade, reflecting most of the knives. After the hunter’s blades reach the ground, he uses the upper strike.

Yet, his attack is blocked by the older male’s stretched whip.

Just from what this whip is made of? The silver-haired male wonders as he widens his eyes and grinds his teeth by seeing how his sword doesn’t even scratch the enemy’s weapon.

“What’s the matter, boy? Did you chew more than you could swallow?” The veteran hunter mocks while unleashing another strike.

Unfortunately, Akira has no time to dodge the attack. Upon it slashes at him, he closes his eyes and gasps. A second later, he groans as he receives a kick in his guts. Yet, no matter what, he holds onto his katana.

Even while he roughly pants and leans on his trustworthy weapon, he keeps his ice-cold blue eyes on his opponent.

Meanwhile, Shiki only observes this fight while noting for himself what Akira’s flaws he should work on harder.

However, as the crimson-eyed panther lifts his paw, he freezes on the same spot by hearing his partner’s voice. “DO NOT EVEN DARE TO INTERFACE!”

At that moment, Akira shakily leans while grasping the handle of his katana with both hands.

While his lips tremble, he adds. “I’m not done yet… I can still fight!”

Surely, these words sparkle the excitement in the panther’s eyes.

After the dark-haired hunter bends, he grabs his throat and lifts him, making their eyes meet. “This is where you’re wrong.”

Yet Akira refuses to let go of his trustworthy weapon and gathers his remaining strength for the final attack.

In the end, the veteran hunter catches the naked blade with his gloved hand and throws it away, and he comments. “Too bad that the guild wants you alive. It can’t be helped then…”

After he finishes his speech, he aggressively tosses Akira to the ground and stomps on his back a few times.

A second later, he sends a powerful kick to the silver-haired male’s side, making him grunt and curl into a ball.

However, as he kneels and is about to tie his opponent’s hands behind his back, he immediately lifts his head by the panther’s roaring.

Apparently, Shiki jumps through the stone parapet and gracefully lands on his fours.

While the deadly feline approaches the arrogant human with his lowered tail, his red eyes flare with rage.

“The hell?… Did you finally decide to avenge your master?” The dark-haired male addresses the large feline.

However, Shiki only bares his sharp fangs and growls.

Just as the hunter stands up and aims his whip at the feral beast, he widens his eyes when the panther becomes into a liquid shadow and disappears. “What a?-”

Suddenly, the sound of the tearing flesh echoes, and the hunter lets out an agonizing scream.

As the blood splashes like a fountain from the hunter’s back, he collapses.

For now, the large feline bites into the same arm that had cracked a whip and tears it apart.

Meanwhile, Akira only leans on his elbow and silently observes how the large feline spits his opponent’s limb and the screaming hunter, begging to be spared.

However, Shiki goes for another limb as well.

The silver-haired male understands he has to stop the blood-thirsty predator before he’ll be overtaken by his blind wrath. Or so Akira decides as he shakily stands up, picks up his trustworthy weapon, and puts it back into the sheath.

Meanwhile, the black panther places his bloody paw on the fallen man and sinks his fangs into his nape.

One sudden move and Shiki rips down his cervical spine, silencing the dark-haired man once and for all.

Just before he starts tearing apart the corpse, he receives a hit by the handle into his head. “Enough!”

For sure, it gets the large feline’s attention, and he wrinkles his nose while hissing at Akira.

However, the beast’s threat doesn’t affect the blue-eyed swordsman, and he narrows his ice-cold gaze.

While Akira attaches the katana to his belt, the panther spreads his legs and lowers his back while fixating his eyes on him.

Despite that, he scolds the feline. “He is dead already… Just look at yourself! You are nothing more than a feral animal! Yes, I lost. So, what? It was my mistake to fight someone who is clearly more superior…”

After a brief, he turns his back to him. “Do as you wish. Kill me or whatever you want to do with me. I don’t care…”

When he clenches his hands into fists, he lowers his shoulders and exhales. “I do not want to see a feral animal playing with his food. I’m leaving.”

Meanwhile, Shiki lowers his ears and licks his face while keeping his lowered tail close to him.

But for now, the panther stands and approaches the hunter from behind.

Soon, he nibs on his partner’s sleeve and pulls it.

Such a gesture makes the silver-haired swordsman turn his head.

After noticing the large feline keeping his lowered ears and staring at him with big red eyes, Akira softens his gaze and sighs. “You stupid cat…”

Just before he lands his palm on Shiki, he immediately withdraws it when the panther transforms into a liquid shadow.

Soon enough, the blue-eyed swordsman sighs as he becomes into a certain vampire he knows.

Yet, when Akira notices a strangely sleepy look on Shiki’s face, he realizes it may not end well.

Instead of saying anything, he remains silent while Shiki wraps one arm around him and brings him close to him.

Even when the dark-haired male moves his arm around his shoulders while another one is on his hips, Akira only fixates his blue eyes on him.

After Shiki lifts his partner, he checks on him with a content expression and addresses him. “What’s wrong? I’ll just need to see your wounds.”

Lastly, the red-eyed vampire carries Akira as a wounded princess.

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First of all, I want to thank for one amazing twitter artist - Kuo for such a gorgeous vampire!Shiki and hunter!Akira fanart♥(✿ฺ´∀`✿ฺ)ﾉ It just... too pretty and cute❤ And Thank You for letting to use it on this story❤

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Title: I’ll Never Return… Chapter 4

Fandom: Togainu no Chi

Characters: Original Male Character, Shiki, Akira

Pairing: Shiki x Akira

Status: Completed (4 chapters)

Summary: [This story was made as entry for November’s month Aarinfantasy Writing Challenge.]

[This story takes time during Bitter Sweet and after it. However, it can be read as a stand-alone story]

One average student barely managed to settle down in the new place. However, everything has changed when a couple of officers frame him and use him as a bribe to the most powerful man in the country. What terrors awaits Shiro in the hell which he was brought, and will he live long enough to survive it? Read and find out~

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A week has passed since Shiro’s training began.

And the gray-haired young man already shows significant results compared to the first day he was brought here.

That’s right, from volunteering to perform the basic tasks, such as cleaning the office or running errands, to navigate without becoming lost.

However, Captain Akira still does not allow him to do the paperwork and only lets him observe.

‘So, the captain still doesn’t trust me enough yet?’ Shiro wonders as he closes his eyes and sighs while hugging the documents.

“However, I wonder what Akira-san could mean by wanting to show me something important.” The gray-eyed secretary murmurs as he picks up a silver pocket watch.

After checking the time and closing the watch, he adds. “In any case, I have to hurry and let him review these papers first.”

But for now, Shiro heads to Akira’s office.

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Some time has passed.

After a long walk in the corridor, a couple of secretaries arrive at the iron gate, which Shiro has never seen before.

For some reason, his guts telling him he should turn back and leave.

Despite that, before opening the gate, Akira turns his head and addresses him. “Let’s go.”

No matter how Shiro doesn’t want to go, he understands that he will only get scolded by his senior if he objects.

After he lowers his gaze, he nods. “Yes.”

Even upon entering and taking the first steps into the staircase to the basement, Shiro is already tense.

Just when he thought nothing will beat the intense and cold atmosphere of the office building, he is proven wrong again.

At least by a miracle, Shiro eventually got used to working there as if it was any other job he could imagine.

More importantly, he could still see the daylight and the life on the surface through the office windows and feel like he was in the living world.

However, as he stares into cold, gray concrete walls lighten up with naked light bulbs, he feels like going closer to the gateway to the netherworld.

At this point, it is difficult for him to distinguish which is louder - his heartbeat or the echoing footsteps.

More so, Shiro cannot comprehend how Akira is unaffected by the unwelcoming atmosphere.

‘Perhaps it’s only in my mind. What if the captain only wants me to show me where is the archive? That’s right, there shouldn’t be any reason to be afraid, right?’ Shiro ponders while shrugging and staying close to the military secretary.

After this couple reaches the end, a metal bar door greets them.

When the younger secretary takes a step back, he lands on his bottom and whimpers.

For sure, it makes Akira to turn his head. After he closes his blue eyes, he sighs. “Please be careful.”

While Shiro rests his palms on the stone stairs and tries to get up, he asks. “Sir, where are you taking me? Please… I didn’t do anything wrong. Even if I did, please forgive me!”

Yet, Akira only facepalms and backfires in his usual calm voice. “What are you talking about? If you are going to change me temporarily, then I must prepare you so that you won’t get confused, even for this task.”

As the reserved secretary opens the door, Shiro nods. “Yes…”

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Suddenly, the gray-haired male straightens his back upon the door closing behind him.

He follows the military secretary down the dark corridor, feeling goosebumps from the chill air.

More so, the only noise that kills the eery silence is their footsteps. At some point, Shiro can even swear that he can sense the Death itself walking beside them.

Upon reaching the end of the corridor, the gray-eyed secretary notices a pair of guards stationed to the left, standing watch over a secured door.

Even if they are standing still without a single movement, he understands that a single wrong gesture or breath and these men may kill anyone in sight.

‘Just what kind of place is this?’ Shiro ponders.

When Akira approaches the security guards, they salute the military secretary. After they move aside, they open door the door and nod.

Without further ado, he places his hand behind Shiro’s back and gently pushes him forward.

Of course, the gray-eyed secretary has no time for hesitation and enters the protected room.

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There’s so little light that only the closing door gap illuminates the room. Even so, they are not alone.

The sound of the rustling chains and the faith moaning with the weak breathing of someone already gives bad shivers down his spine.

Yet, upon the clicking switch, this place lightens up, revealing its form.

Suddenly, Shiro widens his eyes.

As he shakily covers his mouth with his gloved palm, he whispers while leaning against the wall near the exit door that supports his body. “Goodness, gracious me… Where am I?”

Apparently, there is a man in chains wearing torn clothes that resemble the uniform of the recently formed rebel organization. Even through the holes in his tattered outfit, there are visible bruises.

Yet, he shows no signs of life and keeps his hung head.

Meanwhile, Akira walks towards the wrapped water hose hung on the wall.

After the military secretary takes it into his hands and aims at the prisoner, he gazes at Shiro with his ice-cold blue eyes. “Come here.”

Of course, the gray-eyed male’s fear has overtaken his frozen body. However, even in such a state, he knows he is not in a position to disobey Captain Akira.

Shiro heard the talk among the soldiers or even high-ranked generals about how those who dared not follow Akira’s orders or hurt him may face the commander’s merciless judgment.

He also heard Shiki’s personal secretary might be secretly in charge and using the commander as his puppet while whispering to him how to run a country. However, that is only an unproven rumor.

Besides, Shiro noticed the captain is the only person who is not afraid of Shiki while genially believing in him or has never questioned his decisions.

Either way, the gray-eyed secretary forces himself to approach his senior.

After he gets close to the level, he grips it. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tries to move, it remains still.

“Sir, it stuck. It… it doesn’t move, no matter what I do.” Shiro explains while placing his foot on the wall for a better grip.

Meanwhile, Akira closes his eyes and sighs. “You are turning in the wrong direction.”

“I… I see!” the younger secretary responds.

Soon enough, a powerful stream of freezing water splashes at the prisoner and makes him scream in pain.

“It’s enough. Turn it off!” The military secretary orders him.

This time, Shiro manages to turn off the hose in seconds.

But for now, he lowers his arms and shakes his hands.

Yet, he immediately fixes his posture upon Akira’s strict voice. “You’re finally waking up? Good.”

As the soaked man trembles like a leaf, he closes his eyes and begs. “Please forgive me! I do not know anything! I AM INNOCENT, I SWEAR!”

After Akira tosses the water hose, he backfires while keeping his stoic demeanor. “Is this all you have to say?”

A second later, he turns his head toward Shiro. “Do you see the tool table over there? Please bring me the bullwhip.”

“Y-yes, sir!” The gray-eyed secretary nods and rushes to the end of the room.

Even so, Shiro is confused by such a variety of weaponry. Also, who knows what else is hidden in these rusty metal drawers?

When he picks the first weapon in sight, he hopes that this is what the captain wants.

After he handles a black leather whip, Akira silently nods and asks him while pointing at the exhausted prisoner. “Before we begin, what’s this?”

Shiro gives a questioning look. “Eh?… I don’t quite understand your question, sir.”

However, Akira only closes his eyes and crosses his arms.

After a brief pause, the gray-haired secretary clenches his palms into fists and answers. “Er, a rebel?”

Suddenly, he receives a slap across his face and the captain’s unfriendly reply. “Wrong.”

While Shiro carefully touches his hurt cheek, he nervously bites his lower lip and gives another answer. “A criminal?”

Once again, the room echoes with another harsh hit and Akira’s calm voice. “Try again.”

For now, Shiro shakily closes his eyes and shrugs. “A very bad person?”

Akira only exhales and politely asks. “Is there any other person among us? Please show me because I don’t see anybody aside from us.”

At that moment, Shiro can feel how tense his body is.

However, just as he lifts his arm and points at the chained struggling man, he nearly jumps from the same spot by the cracking whip and that man whimpering.

A second later, Akira scolds the prisoner. “Did you get permission to speak? No? So, stay quiet.”

“S-sir, don’t you think that is too much?” the gray-eyed male asks after nervously swallowing the saliva.

“What are you talking about? Shiro, let me ask you something - what will you do if your crops are being destroyed by the bugs?”

After briefly lowering his gaze, he lifts his gray eyes and replies. “… I would get rid of them or hire who could do it for me, sir.”

“Correct. So, what is the difference between a pest and that man?” Akira speaks and stretches the whip.

Yet, Shiro objects. “But, sir, he is a living person even if he did something wrong.”

In the end, Akira patiently explains. “Wrong. Both are nothing more than insects. One by its nature, while the other one by going against the commander and committing severe crimes. That’s why you should crush them without feeling bad for them. Do insects scream in pain when you kill them? So, let them be while you eliminate these parasites one by one.”

But for now, the blue-eyed secretary adds. “Stand back. As the secretary of the most powerful man in the country, you should never taint your white gloves or uniform with insects fluids.”

After Shiro takes a few steps back, he covers his ears and closes his eyes.

When Akira notices his subordinate’s cowardly behavior, he narrows his gaze. “So, this is how it is…”

Lastly, he approaches the exit door and leaves the room while carrying his trustworthy weapon.

At that moment, Shiro is left alone in the room with a suffering man without knowing what the captain has planned.

Soon, Akira returns. However, he is not alone.

Apparently, the same security guards are behind his back.

After he turns his head, he briefly orders them. “Hold him and make sure that he won’t look away.”.

The guards only nod in synchronicity and follow the command. “Yes, sir.”

Shiro gasps as one man presses his body against him and locks his arms, making sure that he won’t escape.

Such a raw force scares the gray-eyed male, but he understands he cannot fight back on well-trained soldiers.

But for now, as another guard grasps his face and lifts his head, Shiro cannot turn his head.

Lastly, his heart drops to his heels upon hearing Akira’s impersonal voice before he cracks the whip. “Please watch carefully how you should treat the insects.”

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Just the sound of the cutting flesh and the prisoner’s screams and cries for help already makes Shiro shiver.

No matter how he instinctively attempts to close his eyes or at least turn his head away, he is forced to witness how the whip gracefully dances in Akira’s hand and tears the prisoner’s skin.

When the gray-eyed male shakily breathes, his skin becomes as pale as a sheet of paper.

Soon, Shiro barely holds back from gagging and throwing out as the piece of the tortured prisoner’s piece of flesh hits the floor.

However, he swallows back the vomit instead of throwing it out and dirtying his and soldiers’ uniforms.

It’s disgusting. It’s wrong. How and why humans are so cruel to each other? Even wild predators are more humane to their caught prey. So, why? Why?! Shiro wonders while doing his best not to cry and feeling the acidic after-taste in his mouth.

Eventually, he cannot remove his eyes from the messed-up view in front of him.

At this point, it’s like watching an awful train wreck. Both are terrifying things, but you are so helpless that all you can do is stare.

In this case, dealing with death and deciding who is guilty and who is not is just a part of the gray routine in the military office.

Even the guards that keep Shiro in his place to observe the captain delivering the punishment to the rebel, as it is nothing new to them.

And these are the same men and women who, after a long day, return to their homes and leave their uniform, can laugh and hug their loved ones, and live an average life like they do not commit these atrocities against humanity… The gray-haired male realizes.

More importantly, the people cherish and respect the military as their heroes because they only see them as protectors of the country, giving them a fake sense of security, without realizing that behind the neat and glamorous uniform, they act like demons.

It’s cruel. However, there is nothing that Shiro can do about this corrupted system nor overturn the ruthless regime.

After all, it’s already decided for him that he is nothing more than another cog in the machine that must live up to someone’s ideals. Shiro thinks as he watches Akira pick his sword from the sheath and cut the prisoner’s life thread.

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Some time has passed.

Even after leaving the basement floor, Shiro still cannot comprehend what he had to witness.

But for now, the gray-eyed male finishes washing his face with lukewarm tap water.

As he stares into his reflection in the bathroom mirror, he wipes his face and notices how slightly the colors have returned to his cheeks.

However, that distant gaze in his empty eyes and pale skin remains.

After Shiro closes his eyes and slaps his cheeks, he convinces himself to hurry. After all, he doesn’t want to make the captain wait.

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After a while, a couple of secretaries are on their way to the library.

However, only the military secretary’s hit on his head returns Shiro to his senses.

“Please pay attention. Do you know who is in front of you?” Akira reminds him as he slightly frowns.

A second later, the military secretary turns to the commander. After he closes his blue eyes, he lowers his head. “Please excuse me for my disciple’s behavior, sir.”

Yet, Shiro lowers his gaze and murmurs. “I’m sorry…”

Meanwhile, Shiki studies the spacing young man and cracks a smile.

A second later, he addresses his loyal subordinate. “He looks different today. What did you do?”

While Akira keeps his straight back, he honestly responds. “I’ve shown him how he should deal with anyone who dares to go against you, sir.”

“Why?” the commander raises his eyebrow.

Just before the blue-eyed secretary opens his mouth, Shiki interrupts him. “I’ve asked you to train to become your substitute, isn’t it?”

“That’s right! And today I’ve only introduced one of his future duties, sir.” Akira immediately answers.

Yet, the dark-haired male only crosses his arms. “I’m asking you again - Why?”

At first, such a question briefly confused Akira, yet he confesses. “To reduce as much as possible the workload for you if I won’t be able to be by your side. You already carry too much responsibility on your shoulders. That’s why I must prepare someone worthy to serve you.”

These words spark Shiki’s crimson eyes with excitement, but he keeps a proud face while stepping closer to his subordinate. “Hmph. Is that so?”

As he keeps his arms behind his back, he adds. “Are you doubting my power?”

Akira only shakes his head. “No, sir.”

After a brief pause, he places his palm around his heart area and explains with a firm determination. “However, it’s my duty to prepare him for all situations and not to embarrass you by his lack of skills or improper behavior. I know it might be selfish of me. How else I will rest at night by knowing that I didn’t give my best to train him to assist you any time?”

Meanwhile, Shiro silently exhales while holding his arm.

So, does being humane and valuing human life count as a weakness and a bother? The gray-eyed secretary wonders.

In the end, he realizes that he may disappoint Akira by fearing to raise his hand against anybody and not being an excellent secretary. Shiro thinks as he closes his eyes.

But for now, Shiki keeps his poker face. While he holds his chin, he narrows his gaze. “Is that the only thing that concerns you?”

At that moment, Akira loses the gift of speech.

Yet, the commander places his palms on his subordinate’s shoulders.

Such a gesture makes the military secretary widen his blue eyes.

However, he only listens to the reassuring words. “You worry too much. If you won’t be able to carry on your duties, I’ll personally punish anyone who dare to stand in my way. I asked you only to prepare a substitute secretary that will assist me. Nothing more, nothing less.”

As Akira softens his gaze, he nods. “I understand.”

Meanwhile, Shiro only listens to their conversation. Right now, he even lifts his head and hopefully stares at them.

Yet, he isn’t sure if he should be grateful for the commander willing to take this task or feel guilty for exposing his weak side.

Either way, it is still a miracle that he was spared again.

Even if he might not directly inflict damage or kill people, working on the documents may still decide who may or may not live.

Despite that, knowing that he won’t need to see anyone suffering or stain his hands, strangely relieved Shiro as a huge boulder was pushed from his chest.

Lastly, Shiki removes his hands from Akira’s shoulders and addresses him. “Either way, I’ll wait for you in my office.”

As his gaze moves toward Shiro, he orders the younger secretary. “And you. You are dismissed for today.”

“Y-yes, sir!” the gray-eyed male responds. Just before leaving, he bows while checking that his cap won’t fall this time.

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A month has passed.

Finally, the important meeting is over, and Shiro can deliver revisited documents to the commander.

However, on his way to the commander’s office, he nearly drops the papers upon noticing Shiki carrying Akira in his arms like a wounded princess and rapidly approaching him.

After taking a better look, the first thing that catches Shiro’s eye is the knife inside the captain’s shoulder and how his uniform jacket slowly soaks in blood.

When Akira shakily grasps around the stabbed area, his chest shakily bloats, and he painfully narrows his gaze.

Lastly, he closes his blue eyes and turns his head away.

Meanwhile, it’s the first time Shiro sees the preserved military secretary in such a state.

Who could do this to him, and how it happened? It can’t be the commander’s work, can it? The gray-haired secretary wonders.

However, his further thoughts are interrupted by Shiki’s strict orders. “Why are you standing here? Fetch medical assistance and summon whoever can attend to wounds to my office, and tell them to escort the traitor to the interrogation room. Immediately!”

Without a second thought, Shiro responds. “Yes!”

Thus, even if he dropped the documents, he ran without knowing where.

As long as he meets anyone soon, that should only matter.

Eventually, Shiro bumps into one of the officers’ back. However, instead of apologizing, he tries to briefly explain the current situation without sounding too nervous to these men.

Fortunately for him, they understand the gray-eyed secretary and act quickly.

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A day has passed.

Shiro finally learns that it was a rookie soldier around his age who was responsible for yesterday’s incident.

Apparently, that young man has managed to break into the commander’s locked office. However, his assassination attempt has failed, and Commander Shiki will execute him today.

Meanwhile, the gray-haired secretary still cannot get over how it sounds surreal.

However, he is still Akira’s substitute until he gets well and can serve the ruthless ruler.

Fortunately, unlike the previous time, he has gained a lot of valuable experience from Akira. But he also has higher expectations from Shiki.

Yet Shiro understands better than anyone else that he has no right to refuse but to fulfill his duties.

Besides, he is already a part of this ruthless military. So, he has no choice but to continue living it and never return from where he came from.

After all, upon taking his first steps into the military office, Shiro has already died as an average citizen, a student, a friend, and a son.

Even if he isn’t wearing his uniform, he will still be seen as a military member serving the most powerful person in the country.

In the end, Shiro fixes his cap and uniform before continuing his duties.

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Title: Painting the Snow in Red

Fandom: King of Fighters

Characters: Iori Yagami, Kusanagi

Summary:

It seems that 'Nagi has finally caught his dream prey. What will he do with it? Will he finish his victim or do something else with it? Read and find out~

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Somewhere in an old, abandoned construction site.

The snowflakes are gracefully dancing in the gray sky filled with clouds.

Upon reaching the silent scenery, which lingers in the submerging smoke, some snowflakes land and immediately melt away on one tanned brunette.

As he looks down on his newest victim, he smiles while his crimson eyes glow with natural excitement.

Even right now, the lingering sensation of the blood running down his fingertips thrills him, and he refuses to wipe them and lets them drip on the untainted snow, dying it in the same color as his slain opponent.

A second later, Kusanagi spreads his palm and sticks out his tongue like a cat.

After cautiously tasting his opponent’s blood, he freezes for a moment before breaking into a smile of delight.

As the tanned brunette enjoys licking off fingers, he comments in a nearly purring-like voice. “… So sweet~ Even your blood tastes so good.”

Soon, Kusanagi squats next to the weak and exhausted redhead.

“C’mon, don’t tell that all you got? Hey, stand up~” the tanned brunette addresses him while ignoring his wounds.

After he receives no response, he grabs Iori by his shirt and brings him close to his face. “Hey… Please don’t ignore me.”

As Yagami stares at him with blank eyes, Kusanagi lowers his head and grinds his teeth.

“Even if I finally defeated you, you're still down on me!” the frustrated brunette adds before roughly tossing his plaything on the ground.

Meanwhile, Iori only weakly grunts, without bothering to fight back or move even a single muscle in his body.

For sure, it makes ‘Nagi stand up and scream at the top of his lungs. “STOP TAKING ME SO LIGHTLY!”

A second hasn’t passed, and a lonely construction site already absorbed his voice.

Meanwhile, Yagami allows the falling snowflakes to cover his body with the snow blanket, which is almost as warm as his body.

Besides, he understands that any resistance or the slightest movement will only agitate his opponent, and he doesn’t have the strength or will to fight.

After all, he already lost. What’s the point of proving otherwise? That’s why it’s better to exit with dignity.

He also believes that ‘Nagi will still play with his corpse, anyway. So why he should be enabling this stray cat that hunts for pleasure and has too much unused energy?

Speaking of cats, he wonders if Kyo hasn’t forgotten to feed Oreo and keep its litter box clean. That’s all he cares for.

But for now, Iori slowly blinks and silently exhales while staring at the gray sky.

Instead of this world, he sees an image of his partner playing with their adopted kitten, the only remaining light in this world.

Yet, his further thoughts are interrupted by a familiar voice. “You know, I gonna break another bone if you gonna keep ignoring me.”

As Kusanagi rubs his nape and keeps his hand in his pants pocket, he sends a powerful kick to Iori’s side, making his body roll on his stomach.

While he stops on his opponent’s back, he adds. “Tsk. Ya even stopped reacting. Don’t tell me you gave up?”

After ‘Nagi removes his foot, he lowers his head and bites his lower lip. “You’re no fun at all. If that was that good-for-nothing original, you might be still full of energy. And so much of the Red Demon with the corrupted flame for ya…”

Kusanagi kneels close to the fallen Iori and turns him on his back. “You’re cold.”

After he places his arm behind Yagami’s back, he brings him closer.

At that moment, the tanned brunette softens his gaze and brushes the clotted bangs from his opponent’s face.

After he sighs, he brushes his fingertips against Yagami’s lips and the corners of it.

But for now, he enjoys tracing the blood down his cheek and neck.

Surely, the tanned brunette slowly admires his plaything.

To think of it, Iori is no different from the porcelain doll. Therefore, he also needs to be treated as one.

No. Yagami is far prettier than any of these or any living woman ever will. Even with these bruises over his face and body, he looks beautiful.

More so, that bright red suits his pale skin, as if it’s a perfect make-up made just for him. Or so Kusanagi thinks while painting the redhead in the same color as his hair and admiring his work.

When his fingers slide down to his black choker, ‘Nagi comments in a sweet voice. “You know, unlike the original, there is something that only I can do.”

After he ignites his finger, the tiny orange flame dances on it.

As the fire touches the choker, it immediately releases Yagami’s throat and sinks into the snow.

“See? You are free from him. So, you don’t have to chase after him anymore.” Kusanagi adds.

When he places his palm on Iori’s cheek, he asks. “Hey, can you look at me for at least once?”

After receiving no answers, the tanned brunette withdraws his palm and turns his gaze away.

At that moment, he can’t understand why he is so frustrated. But he doesn’t want to show his vulnerable side.

Unfortunately, ‘Nagi’s unusually shaky voice betrays him. “You’re so cruel… You know that, right?”

But for now, he cracks a bitter smile. “Well, whatever. As if it any of that matters anymore. Besides…”

When Kusanagi leans close to Iori, he whispers. “I like you. That’s why~”

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Meanwhile, Iori is swallowed by the darkness, and the outer world ceases to exist for him.

Even there, he remains immobile, without having control over his body or feeling anything - no sadness, no fear, no regrets, no happiness, no nothing.

Suddenly, a ray of light shines on him.

It’s so warm and strangely calms him down.

Soon, he notices one Kusanagi greeting him with a kind smile. “Welcome back.”

However, something is wrong.

When Iori attempts to lift his arm and reach for him, not a single muscle in his body moves.

All he can do is only silently spit the pitiful words.

A second later, Kyo widens his eyes in shock, and his face darkens upon realizing something.

“Wait… What are you doing here? You were not supposed to be here… Not yet.” The brunette addresses him.

Kyo only closes his eyes before pushing him away. “Leave. You do not belong here. It’s still too early for you, you fool. Return when your time will come!”

In the end, Yagami regains control over his body and desperately tries to reach Kyo while he falls until he disappears.

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But for now, while Kusanagi drags Iori by the back of his collar, he checks on him and smiles.

“Oh~ So, our sleeping beauty decided to wake up? Good.” the tanned brunette remarks on Yagami’s twitching limbs and his faint groaning.

At that moment, Iori only stares with his lowered head at the distancing scenery.

“You know, I would take you home. However, you will scare my boys. But don’t worry. We’ll find you a nice place.” Kusanagi adds in a cheerful voice.

In the end, a strong wind rises, growing into a storm that hides this couple.

#kof #king of fighters #kusanagi(king of fighters)#iori yagami #fanfiction #ao3 #archive of our own #complete #one shot #angst #dead dove fic

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minachan95-written-works-on-ao3 · 3 months

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Title: I’ll Never Return… Chapter 3

Fandom: Togainu no Chi

Characters: Original Male Character, Shiki, Akira

Pairing: Shiki x Akira

Status: Completed (4 chapters)

Summary: [This story was made as entry for November’s month Aarinfantasy Writing Challenge.]

[This story takes time during Bitter Sweet and after it. However, it can be read as a stand-alone story]

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Another day passes.

After Shiro receives the permission, he enters Captain Akira’s office without knowing what to expect.

To his surprise, the preserved military secretary politely greets him and even offers to take a seat.

Without a second thought, the gray-eyed male nods.

When he picks the nearest chair, he brings it in front of Akira’s desk.

After Shiro sits, he straightens his back while keeping his clenched hands on his lap.

Meanwhile, Akira doesn’t remove his eyes from the supposed-to-be replacement.

There is simply something off about him he doesn’t like, but he cannot put his finger on it. The blue-eyed secretary thinks while narrowing his gaze.

What does the commander think of picking an inexperienced fellow who is not suitable even for the most basic manual labor? The military secretary wonders.

It may have been nothing more than another decision by Shiki, which he made on a whim. It can’t be otherwise, right? The blue-eyed male ponders after narrowing his gaze and almost making his colleague jump from his seat.

Besides, he knows the commander better than anyone else. So, there is no way he would pick a secretary based on his looks or other unrelated traits. Akira thinks to himself while hiding the rising unexplained irritation towards Shiro behind his poker face.

Yet Akira’s suspicious intuition tells him that something is not right about his new colleague.

Despite that, he has to overcome these irrational emotions and aim for no less than perfection and be praised by Shiki.

More importantly, it would be wrong to judge anyone without knowing them well, or at least their background and true intentions. Or so the preserved military secretary convinces himself.

Suddenly, his further thoughts are interrupted by Shiro’s slightly shaky voice. “Excuse me. Is there anything wrong, sir?”

At that moment, Akira only closes his eyes and takes a breath.

After he opens his eyes, he answers. “Do not pay attention to it. It’s nothing important.”

Nevertheless, the blue-eyed male let his curiosity win.

After a brief pause, Akira opens his mouth to ask. “In any case… Before we begin, I need to ask you something. What exactly were your duties when I was gone?”

At first, Shiro is confused, but a second later, he confesses. “Um, the commander asked me to do is to keep his office clean, prepare him tea, and stay quiet during the meetings. That’s all.”

After hearing such an answer, the blue-eyed secretary covers his mouth and turns his head away. He even clenches his gloved palm while he slightly frowns and silently exhales.

It is upsetting to hear that the commander is burying himself in more work, if not doing all the work alone, with no one taking care of him.

On the other hand, Akira doesn’t want to allow himself to vent his frustrations on some newbie and disappoint Shiki by recklessly lashing out and not handling it like a professional.

Yet, Shiro’s concerned voice makes him widen his eyes and turn back. “Did… Did I say anything wrong, sir? I… I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Soon, Akira straightens his back and sits back while keeping his serious face. “Either way, do you know why did I called you?”

The younger secretary only shakes his head.

When Akira places his entwined palms on his desk, he explains. “Today, we will start with the basics and I will introduce you to your future routine.”

After he stands up gracefully and takes the papers in his hand, he leaves the desk side and adds. “For today, you will be only foreshadowing me. If you have any questions, do not hesitate to ask me. Is that clear?”

“Y-yes. I understand!” Shiro responds immediately.

It might not be a simple task to train someone like him.

On the other hand, there must be something about this young man if the commander decides to keep him alive. Therefore, it shouldn’t be even a word impossible for him.

Otherwise, the commander’s hair may become gray hair instantly, and his well-being, if not his life, will be threatened. Akira thinks to himself while he keeps the documents close to him.

But for now, he decides to take this as Shiki’s thrown challenge that he cannot lose.

Therefore, he is determined to take this unskilled young man under his wing and train him to become a flawless secretary who will serve the most powerful man in the country.

In the end, Akira prompts the younger secretary to follow him.

After leaving the office, Shiro’s intense training begins.

Unfortunately, the very little that Shiro knows is that Shiki’s personal secretary will not go easy on him.

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As time passed, Shiro carefully observed and followed his mentor without leaving his side.

It is impressive to see how Captain Akira, despite his serious demeanor, respects and cares for his squad. Thus, the younger secretary slowly starts admiring him.

More so, his men are not indifferent toward him and follow his every command without questioning him or fear.

Despite Akira’s strict disciplinary methods and not wasting time, even on unnecessary words or actions, his squad trusts him enough to ask him anything and receive brief but precise answers or advice.

Will this be a part of his duties someday?

After all, it’s a challenging task to not only manage that many people but also make them listen to you.

Besides, it might be impossible to handle it alone for someone like Shiro. Not just when he feels that many eyes on him, staring at him like someone who doesn’t belong here or is as confused as he is.

More importantly, even by Akira’s side, he feels nervous that he wants to hide behind his back. So, how will he manage without the military secretary’s guidance? Shiro wonders.

But for now, Akira prompts him to move to further tasks.

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Some time has passed. Finally, it is almost time to serve the afternoon tea and snacks.

That is the most basic thing that he can do well despite yesterday’s incident. Shiro assumes as they both head toward the kitchen.

Even in this case, Akira proves him wrong again.

The military secretary not only demonstrates but also explains the proper techniques for brewing coffee or preparing tea.

As Akira places the teapot with a couple of cups and snacks on the silver tray, he is interrupted by Shiro. “Um, wouldn’t be much simpler just to boil the kettle and to wait for a few minutes? It would save some time and it may just taste the same.”

“Wouldn’t be much easier for you to drink from the puddle? The water is water, right?” the military secretary turns his head while balancing the tray.

A second later, he adds in a slightly irritated voice. “Hopefully, you haven’t prepared tea or coffee in such a primitive way and served it to the commander, did you?”

Meanwhile, Shiro only shrugs while avoiding facing his mentor without being sure what to say.

Just before opening the door and leaving, Akira nags at him while trying to remain patient. “I have no interest in how you prepare for yourself. You can do it like you wish.”

After leaving the kitchen and heading towards Shiki’s office, the military secretary lectures his disciple. “However, you must keep in mind that you are serving for the most important person in the country. That’s why you have to aim for perfection and put all your heart into any given task and believe what you’re doing.”

Within each of Akira’s spoken words, his given speech becomes more passionate.

But for now, he closes his blue eyes and respires.

After a brief pause, Shiki’s loyal subordinate continues. “Otherwise, you will only disappoint yourself and the commander by your half-baked work. More importantly, if you prioritize the commander’s well-being and his satisfaction, and respect him, he will notice your effort and you won’t be unrewarded.”

As he finishes his speech, he turns to Shiro’s side. “Hey, are you even listening to me?”

“Y-yes…” the gray-eyed male immediately responds.

The very little that they knew was that Shiki was listening to them just around the corner and delighted not just by Akira’s words but at how he expressed them.

Nevertheless, instead of approaching his personal secretary, he heads to his office and waits for him to show up.

Besides, he will spoil his precious prized possession with attention in private as soon as he dismisses the unwanted company for today. The military tyrant reminds himself while keeping a smug look on his face.

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Soon enough, a couple of secretaries reach Shiki’s office.

When Akira straightens his back, he knocks on the door. “Sorry for intruding. I’ve brought you tea, sir. May I come in, please?”

After receiving the permission, he opens the door without making the content of the entire tray shake.

A second later, Shiro understands he should follow his mentor even if he prefers to stay away from the commander, sensing that his presence might be unnecessary.

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After Akira closes the door behind them, Shiki’s question makes him lift his head. “What is he doing here?”

“I beg your pardon, sir. Starting today, Shiro is foreshadowing me before he is ready to work,” the military secretary explains.

When he gets closer and places the tray with the afternoon treats on the commander’s desk, he adds while keeping a poker face. “That’s why I need also to show him how to properly to serve and help you to relax, sir.”

While the silver-haired secretary fills his cup, Shiki closes his eyes and raises his palm. “There is no need for that.”

Akira only lifts his eyes. After he places the teapot on the tray, he listens to the commander. “You are back on duties, correct? So, I don’t need anyone else to do it while you are here.”

Hearing these words surprises the preserved secretary that he momentarily loses the gift of speech.

Meanwhile, Shiro leans his back against the closed door and carefully observes.

Yet, he nearly gets startled when Shiki looks in his direction and addresses him. “You are still here? You can leave now.”

Thus, the gray-eyed young man responds. “Yes, sir!”

Lastly, before leaving, he nods.

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The military tyrant is finally able to enjoy the company of his loyal subordinate without any disturbances.

But for now, Shiki addresses him. “And you - are you going to stand like this? Sit down.”

Of course, Akira doesn’t object.

After he brings the chair, he makes himself comfortable.

Before he takes a sip of tea, he comments. “You look so happy today, sir. Did anything good happen?”

While the commander’s crimson eyes sparkle with excitement, he cracks a smile. “Is there anything wrong with having my secretary by on my side again?”

Such an answer makes Akira turn his head and hide his blushing gaze.

However, feeling how Shiki places his palm on his hand and strokes it making the secretary face him.

It seems that the commander even goes further.

After Shiki masterly slides his fingers under his subordinate’s glove and gently runs his fingertips against his skin.

At that moment, Akira realizes he has become this large feline toy again.

More importantly, his poker face cracks, and lets out a lovely sigh while Shiki teases him like this.

For now, the military secretary shakily closes his eyes and speaks up in a softer tone. “Sir, it’s not a time or place for it…”

Unfortunately, his words don’t reach the commander.

Soon, Shiki leans closer and brings his subordinate closer by holding him by his tie.

After such a gesture, Akira opens his big blue eyes, and his heart skips a beat upon noticing how Shiki fixates his strangely sleepy eyes on him.

“Looks like I have to remind you of your place.” The supreme ruler comments as he narrows his gaze.

Just before he pulls his adored secretary into a kiss…

Suddenly, the dark-haired male widens his eyes as Akira brings a pile of papers to separate them.

As the silver-haired male lowers, he lowers his gaze. “I’ll ask you again - did anything happen? Or… ”

After a brief pause, he widens his eyes upon the sudden realization. “Are you upset that I work slower than I supposed to?”

When he stares at Shiki with guilty eyes, he adds. “If that is a case, I’m terribly sorry. And I understand that teaching someone while I have my own duties is not an excuse.”

Lastly, the preserved secretary confesses. “However, I have to make sure that if anything happens that I won’t be able to stay by your side, at least you will have an excellent replacement that you can be proud of. And, of course, if you are in doubt or wish to see my training methods, you can check on me whenever you wish.”

‘How adorable…’ Shiki wonders without removing his crimson eyes from his prize-possession.

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After Shiki stands up, he approaches his subordinate gracefully, like a feline.

Meanwhile, Akira only gives him a questioning look. “Sir?”

Instead of saying anything, the ebony-haired male takes his partner’s wrist and pulls him closer.

For now, the military secretary has no choice but to stand up while Shiki wraps his arm around his waist.

Even when Shiki releases his wrist, Akira keeps his thrown arm on his shoulder.

As the commander gently tilts his subordinate’s chin, he stares at him with admiring eyes. “How can you always never fail to amaze me?”

At that moment, the silver-haired male does his best to keep a straight face.

Unfortunately, it’s not a simple task. Not when Akira feels how Shiki has wrapped his invisible panther tail around his thigh.

For now, he impatiently waits for his partner’s next move.

To his surprise, nothing happens.

A few moments later, the commander removes his hand from his face and lifts his cap.

Upon Shiki lands his palm on Akira’s head, he ruffles his hair.

Lastly, he puts on his subordinate’s cap back. “What is it with you? That’s all for now.”

When Akira notices that feline-like smirk, he understands it may not end well.

Thus, Shiki’s hand slides down to his bottom and massages it.

Despite that, he listens to the commander’s sweet words. “... Unless you want something specific. Then you have to state it clearly.”

Instead of giving to this man’s provocation, Akira places his palms on Shiki’s chest and replies. “The break may end soon and you won’t rest again, sir.”

After gently pushing him away, the silver-haired male adds while keeping his demanding eyes on Shiki. “More importantly, you haven’t reviewed the documents that I sent you earlier yet. So, please take it more seriously… It’s all I ask for.”

“Duties before the pleasure, as always...” the dark-haired male murmurs while crossing his arms and holding his chin.

When Akira steps back, Shiki takes a step forward and addresses him. “What if one of your duties would be satisfying your master?”

After a brief pause, he smirks and adds in a suggestive tone. “Will you train your colleague for that as well?”

Meanwhile, Akira lowers his gaze and turns his head while biting his lower lip.

Even the thought of the commander embracing anyone else than him alone hurt him like a knife. Or so the military secretary keeps in his mind while clenching his chest.

After he closes his blue, gloomy eyes, he exhales and lowers his shoulders. “Then do whatever you wish or just kill me here. This is the only order that I will disobey… Even if that is very selfish of me.”

Yet, when he feels how the beloved hand strokes his cheek, he widens his eyes.

When their eyes meet, Akira cannot help himself but feel how the heat rushes to his cheeks.

Shiki softens his gaze and comments in a nearly purring voice. “How are you able to spit such adorable words with this mouth?… Hmph. As if anyone else will satisfy me or is worth standing by my side. Never forget - I’m not interested in not my belongings.”

After he sighs, he continues in a more formal tone. “However, if you insist so badly, you will assist me for the rest of the day. Understand?”

Hearing this answer pushes the heavy boulder from Akira’s chest.

Lastly, the blue-eyed secretary closes his eyes and nods. “Yes.”

Unfortunately, very little does the military secretary realize his disciple may display the results of his hard work sooner than he expects.

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Title: If You Put a Little Faith in Me (Chapter 3)

Status: Completed Pairing: Orochi x Goeniko Summary:

[Commissioned art is done by Rozelius] [This story is written for 2022/05/13 aka the Love Goddess Milda Day (Lithuanian Love Day)] Goeniko was living a peaceful life in the monastery. However, one day she rescues a small albino grass snake from the certain doom. The very little that she knows is that this creature is not an ordinary snake…

[This story is also heavily inspired by song lyrics: FAITH - A-ONE (Odyssey Eurobeat)

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An unknown amount of time passes by.

Soon, the blonde wakes up while groaning. Even so, Goeniko’s head feels so heavy and aching that it could explode at any moment.

Whatever this place is, even the mild breeze gives her goosebumps all over her skin, making her shiver and rub her arms.

After she sits up and holds her aching head while leaning on her elbow, Goeniko looks around.

Judging from her surroundings alone, she might be in an old, probably abandoned, temple whose walls reflect a weak orange flame.

The blonde feels uneasy as she notices she lies from what appears a sacrificial table and is dressed in an unfamiliar yet oddly recognizable blue military-style outfit.

As she examines the room more closely, she notices eight enormous, dark stone snakes decorating the walls, and their bare fangs loom over her. She widens her big blue eyes and comments uncertainly. “Just what in the name of-, is this place?”

Suddenly, she is startled by one after another, and the snakes’ eyes lighten up with tiny purple flames.

A second later, she shakily closes her eyes and covers her head as another powerful wave of headache hits her.

Meanwhile, all the poor maiden can do is shamelessly whimper as the various flashbacks of the deep past rush to her mind.

The first one is about an enormous eight-headed with eight tails snake of the size of eight valleys and eight hills.

Apparently, the legendary creature is fighting back against a divine being wielding a powerful sword that cuts half of its limbs.

At that moment, Goeniko can feel the serpent’s pure fury and hatred after being tricked by his enemy.

Despite that, after a hard-fought battle, the eight-headed snake greets its demise.

Another flashback starts similarly.

However, this time, it is a beautiful woman with long white hair and a white robe dealing with three enemies.

Suddenly, the blonde opens her eyes and breathes deeply, while she can hear her heartbeat ringing inside her head upon noticing a strangely familiar tattoo on this woman’s chest.

More so, when she gathers her remaining strength to unleash a finishing strike, that tattoo on her body glows in white.

At that moment, Goeniko senses that this battle’s outcome is the same as the previous one.

In the last vision, the blue-eyed nun is in awe at seeing one fluffy silver-haired male fighting against three people with similar auras to the previous ones.

After all, he looks like a perfect copy of the albino grass snake in his human form.

More importantly, he has a god-like figure, short, fluffy hair, and the same tattoo pattern on his chest and abs. It even glows in the same light as the woman she saw earlier.

Suddenly, the blonde gets on her knees and bends down while grasping around her throat.

Meanwhile, Goeniko desperately fights for a single gulp of fresh hair and shakily tries to remove the invisible threat.

Unfortunately, she slowly loses the battle while her face twists in pain, and feeling the sharp claws sinking into her burning neck.

In the current flashback, that man is in the air and choked by some redhead with murderous intentions for this entity.

Lastly, the brunette aids him by sending a wave of orange flame into his back to finish the divine entity.

Suddenly, the last vision is cut off, and Goeniko is released from the suffering.

A second later, without a second thought, she speaks up one certain name in a quiet, weak voice. “… Orochi-sama…”

After carefully brushing her neck and cheeks, the blue-eyed nun can feel her smooth skin, which has no bruises. Although, her cheeks were wet from the tears when she was choked.

“What is just my imagination? What I have just saw?” the blonde whispers in disbelief.

Yet, she gets alerted upon hearing one divine creature’s calm voice. “Did you call me?”

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Apparently, it’s none other than the fluffy silver-haired male.

“It’s been a while and looks like your memory is returning.” He comments while smirking.

When Goeniko sits on the edge of the sacrificial altar, she shrugs as this deity approaches her.

After Orochi gets close to her, he softens his gaze. “You do not need to fear me.”

For sure, his voice strangely puts her at ease, and she lowers her shoulders.

The preserved nun takes a step closer while holding her chest. “Were you the one who let me see these visions?”

Orochi places his palm on her cheek. “Perhaps so. Have you not figured out yet?”

The sudden realization shocks the blonde. All she can do is whisper in disbelief. “Wait… Could it be - you are the same eight-headed snake I saw earlier?”

For now, Orochi only nods and explains in a calm tone. “Do you not understand yet? It’s one of your first ancestors that raised me and taught me a lot about Gaia.”

Soon, Orochi’s face darkens. “As time went on, these pesky parasites who call themselves humans turned their backs to the gods and not only they disrespected but abused my precious Gaia. Of course, I had to punish these pathetic worms and kill them all.”

Meanwhile, Goeniko only carefully listens to the proud divine deity. “However, your ancestors step in and intrigued me by offering me their finest wine and a sacrifice once per year. For years, I was satisfied and these pathetic creatures feared me. Even if they disobeyed me, I would destroy a village or two to remind their place.”

After a brief pause, he adds. “Unfortunately, the gods sent that cursed Susanoo to do all the dirty work to get rid of me. If I only knew that something was off about that generous offer of sake, I would not fall for his trap and I could have crushed him like any other human who dared to challenge me. However, I regained my consciousness too late, and I stood no chance against him.”

At that moment, Goeniko turns her head and lowers her gaze.

After noticing the gloomy maiden, the fluffy silver-haired male gently tilts her chin and exhales. “You should not blame yourself. Your ancestors never betrayed me and served me well. They even got a cult of followers that worshiped me. Besides, I only lost my body after that fateful battle.”

A second later, he gives a comforting smile. “As years have passed, I finally found a suitable host that could contain my soul without breaking it. However, this time, the heirs of Kusanagi, Yasakani and Yata wanted to stop me. Even with limitations of the human body I had, we still had a long, but a great fight, even if I was defeated again.”

After briefly closing his eyes, Orochi confesses with a satisfied look. “Yet, a year hasn’t passed, and I was greeted with a rather unexpected turn of events. Apparently, Yasakani’s jealousy has brought him to my shrine. At first, I ignored that weak-willed man, but he was too stubborn, and his request piqued my curiosity. I granted him a grain of my power for him and his descendants, giving up their family name. Thus, the day when once known Yasakani flame became purple, was the beginning of the Kusanagi and Yagami clans becoming sworn enemies.”

Lastly, he adds. “Centuries have passed. And the Hakkesshus has finally broken the seal. Unfortunately, even if I forced Yagami to awake and fulfil his mission to kill the Kusanagi’s heir, he has failed miserably. Even after I got resurrected and had another battle against the recent generation of the Sacred Treasures, I was sealed again.”

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When the blonde finishes listening to Orochi’s story, she still has a lot of unanswered questions.

Despite that, she widens her big blue eyes and gives a questioning look while supporting her chin. “Wait… Don’t tell me… That animal fight I saw before meeting you - was it also your fight against these bad people?”

Meanwhile, the divine entity slowly blinks and nods.

Goeniko places her palms on his chest and gently pushes him away before stepping back.

While she keeps her hand close to her heart, she asks without removing her eyes from Orochi. “I don’t understand… How can you be sure that I am from the same clan you mentioned? What if you are mistaking me for someone else?”

“Then, raise your palm while aiming at any of these statues.” The silver-haired male orders.

For a second, Goeniko doubts this man’s intentions. Yet, she straightens her back and does what she has to do.

Suddenly, she feels the gush of wind running through her palm and fingertips before releasing it.

A second later, one of the snake’s flames dimmed away.

It surprises Goeniko, but it feels so natural for her as it always has been with her.

Meanwhile, Orochi keeps a satisfied look on his face while crossing his arms and resting his head on his fingers. “I knew I was right. You are a descendant of the Hakkesshu clan, after all.”

A couple of moments later, he wraps his arms around his partner and closes his eyes.

At that moment, Goeniko feels the heat rushing to her cheeks and narrows her gaze as one arm pulls her into a tighter hug while another strokes her head.

Soon, Orochi comments in a soft tone. “It seems that no matter for how long the time has separated us, the fate has finally brought us together. … As it should be. However, I’ll make sure that you won’t need to suffer any longer.”

Meanwhile, the blonde silently exhales and closes her eyes while resting her head against her adored person’s chest.

After a while, the blonde pushes him away gently, placing her palms on his chest and keeping her demanding eyes on him. “Then there is something I need to do first.”

When Orochi releases her from the tender embrace, Goeniko lowers herself to one knee, her head bowed in reverence. “I, Goeniko of the Hakkesshu clan, offering you my body, heart and soul as my humble sign of loyalty to you. From this moment forward, I swear to protect you with all that I am. No harm shall befall you as long as I draw breath. Your enemies shall become mine, and your battles, my own.”

After she lifts her head, she adds with a firm determination in her voice. “All I ever wish is for being like you and be guided by you. So, please, lead me in that way of being.”

For now, Orochi lowers his hand and brings it to the preserved nun.

Thus, without hesitation, Goeniko takes it into her palms and brings it to her cheek. Upon nuzzling it, she closes her loving eyes.

The divine being is satisfied and approves the blonde’s genial vow. “How fitting of you. Very well. Rise, Goeniko. Your loyalty and strength shall not go unnoticed. Together, we shall navigate the currents of fate, and you shall be an extension of my will in this world.”

In the end, Goeniko lands a soft kiss on his palm before allowing him to help her to stand up.

Thus, the two figures, god and mortal, stood united in their destiny, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them in this otherworldly realm.

As the last echoes of their vows lingered in the air, the sacred flames continued to dance, casting a warm glow on the ancient temple that had witnessed the intertwining of their fates.

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Title: If One Wasn't Enough Already… Chapter 9.

Fandom: King of Fighters

Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami, Shingo Yabuki, Chizuru Kagura

Status: Completed (10 chapters) Summary: [The remake of 2 Kyos - 1 Yagami] [This story is set in between KOF96 and KOF97]

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A week has passed since the older Kyo lived in Yagami’s apartment.

Unfortunately, the anomaly of how this version of Kusanagi got stuck in this timeline remains a mystery.

Also, the longer this creature stays, the more the other brunette doesn’t like his pretense.

However, it also made Kyo realize something important.

Despite how much Iori’s obsessive behavior and attempts to provoke him into a fight irritated him, he secretly enjoyed dealing with the redhead and teasing him.

Besides, Kyo was never bored, not even once, during each encounter.

He even convinced himself that Iori would never be tired of chasing after him nor let him catch a break.

Unfortunately, he finally understands he took Yagami’s devotion toward him for granted when it was already too late.

More importantly, Kyo dislikes how he cannot explain why he is anxious and frustrated by Iori ignoring him and only paying attention to his look-alike.

Who knew that his most bitter enemy would become a future version of himself?

It’s the first time Kyo experiences such strong, irrational emotions caused by his old-time rival, who doesn’t even understand how he slowly and agonizingly drives him crazy.

But for now, after Kyo lowers his head and grinds his teeth, he punches the shower wall. “You are an idiot, Yagami!…”

As the warm stream of water washes him down, the Kusanagi is determined to see Iori soon and settle down business with him.

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It is already the afternoon of another day.

Finally, Kyo’s classes were over, and he finished dealing with his disciple’s caused problems.

According to Shingo, earlier, a group of delinquents have insulted his precious Master Kyo’s honor. Therefore, he had to protect Kusanagi-san’s good name.

Thankfully, the Kusanagi heir showed up at the right time, and after rolling his sleeves up, he has shown these punks their place.

One thing was knocking out these ignorant fools. Another thing was carrying enormous responsibility on Kyo’s shoulders by having such a reckless student like Shingo.

Yet, Kyo was relieved his disciple was alright and only brought off by a couple of bruises.

Even when he helped Shingo to get into the infirmary, he had mixed feelings after seeing the younger brunette giving such a lively and proud look when the nurse was treating his wounds.

In the end, the Kusanagi heir had to put on the mask of a role model and keep a stoic posture while reminding him to be more careful instead of letting his emotions and temper control him.

Sometimes, Kyo can swear that he feels like looking after a younger sibling whom he didn’t ask for.

However, he could never bring himself to be mad at the Yabuki. After all, he only acts this way because he believes it’s the right thing to do.

Besides, he understood what he was getting into when he accepted Shingo as his disciple. So, if there is anyone to blame, it might be none other than himself. Or so Kyo reminds himself.

Unfortunately, Shingo’s loyalty and hard work will never be enough to improve his situation, even with the best guidance, if he continues to behave recklessly and immaturely.

After all, the Kusanagi won’t be able to protect him forever.

Although Kyo won’t tell this to the younger brunette and let him figure it out by himself.

Either way, Kusanagi reminds himself that he still has to solve one painful issue caused by his future self.

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Some time has passed. Upon arriving at Yagami’s apartment, Kyo banged on the door with one hand while keeping the other in his pants pocket. “Oi, Yagami! I know you’re here. So, you better open up, you coward.”

Even after the redhead shows up, Kusanagi only indignantly stares at him.

For now, Iori facepalms. “I dunno what’s your problem. However, if you came all this way just to do this, I suggest that you leave before I kick you out.”

Instead of saying anything, Kyo thrusts his chest, making his way inside, and closes the door behind him.

Meanwhile, Yagami steps back, baring his teeth, and growls without removing his eyes from his rival. “The hell is wrong with you? Or are you asking for problems?”

Step after step, Kyo corners Iori against the wall.

When he lowers his head, he cracks a fake smile. “Hey, just stop playing dumb already. It’s starting to get on my nerves.”

Suddenly, the brunette roughly grabs his partner’s shirt.

After Kyo brings his face close to Iori’s, he speaks through his clenched teeth. “I don’t like it…”

As the Kusanagi shakily respires, he lifts his knee and spreads Yagami’s legs until it touches his crotch.

Lastly, he whispers into Iori’s ear in a nearly delirium voice. “I cannot fucking stand how someone stands in my way and manipulates you.”

This Kusanagi’s behavior makes the redhead widen his eyes and instinctively push Kyo away.

Unfortunately for him, the Kusanagi is too clingy and stubborn.

A second later, he withdraws his face and stares at the bewildered Iori without saying a word.

“What a hell happened to you today?” The redhead asks while trying to keep a straight face.

“You. It’s all your fault for making me feel like this…” Kyo immediately responds.

When Kyo places his palms on Iori’s cheeks, he nervously swallows saliva without removing his demanding amber eyes from him.

After a brief pause, he adds. “So, I do anything to make you look only at me and no one else. As long as you won’t leave me, I’m fine, even if you despise me.”

Meanwhile, Iori only silently observes his rival hesitating for a few moments.

Nevertheless, he allows the Kusanagi to do as he wishes. Besides, now, it will be easy to get rid of him.

After Kyo places his hand on Iori’s shoulder and closes his eyes, he momentarily presses his lips against his.

When he withdraws, he shyly looks at the mildly surprised Yagami. “There… that should be enough for you to chase me until you get me.”

Just before Kyo turns back and walks away, he gets alerted when Iori roughly grabs his arms and sinks his fingertips into his upper arms.

For now, Iori narrows his gaze. “Tsk. Don’t make laugh. At least do it right, you stupid brat.”

At first, the brunette is confused about how he is still alive.

A second later, he closes his eyes and shrugs on the side of his assaulted neck. “The hell… what are you?…”

Yet, Yagami soon licks the exposed side and listens to his partner’s sweet mewling noises.

Soon, Iori lifts his hungry eyes and orders him in a deeper voice. “Open your mouth.”

“What for?-” The Kusanagi asks.

However, his voice is cut off by Iori pulling him into a rough kiss.

Suddenly, the brunette panics when he feels how his partner’s tongue tries to part his lips and get inside him.

Thus, Kyo stops resisting and submits to this man’s will.

Despite that, he is bewildered by the new sensation of someone exploring every little part inside his mouth.

Even in his wildest dreams, he never guessed that Iori would be the one who would steal his first kiss.

Of course, he can still push away Yagami. Yet, he doesn’t mind it.

Kyo even oddly enjoys it that he loses control over his body and feels the heat rushing to his cheeks.

More so, he cannot stop letting out adorable soft moans in between catching his breath.

But for now, the brunette blissfully closes his eyes and allows his rival to conquer him.

Who knew deep kissing could be so pleasant? Kyo decides while he is under Iori’s will.

Once the redhead removes his face, he comments on Kusanagi's drunken gaze. “Just look at yourself… Next time, think twice before challenging me like this.”

As he strokes Kyo’s neck, he adds in an arousing voice. “However, I cannot let you go that simple. … Not yet.”

Lastly, the redhead removes his hands from his partner and warns him. “Listen. I’m giving you a last chance to leave.”

Yet, Kusanagi takes this another challenge, and his morbid curiosity and new desires win.

While he keeps an innocent gaze, he asks. “What do you mean? Even if you wanted, you won’t get rid of me.”

“Don’t whine that I didn’t warn you earlier…” the redhead replies as he wraps his arm around his rival’s waist and brings him closer.

For sure, such a gesture doesn’t seem promising to Kyo, but he doesn’t regret his decision.

But for now, he gives a questioning look. “Just what do you want me to do?”

Yagami only cracks a smile and gives a new command. “Sit on my lap.”

“That’s it?” the brunette asks in an unsure tone.

Iori only closes his eyes and nods. “For now, you don’t have to do anything else.”

After Yagami removes his arm and sits down, he leans his back against the wall while observing the Kusanagi.

Kyo only obediently follows the given orders, and after making himself comfortable, he rests his back against Iori’s chest.

At first, he turns his head and gives a shy, questioning look as wanting his partner’s approval.

“What’s wrong? Are you scared?” Iori asks in a serious tone.

Yet, Kyo only slightly frowns. “Who’s scared of whom?”

Instead of saying anything else, the redhead’s hand slides under Kyo’s t-shirt and brushes his abs and chest.

While Iori is busy unbuckling Kyo’s belt and lowering his zipper, Kyo silently exhales and turns his head away.

At the moment, Yagami’s hair tickles his neck.

Soon, the brunette lets out purring-like noises when Iori pulls out his half-hard dick and slowly strokes it while the other hand massages his chest.

When Yagami’s hand movement around his hard-on becomes faster and rougher, Kyo only bites into his palm and deeply breathes while he cannot hold back his lewd voice any longer.

Meanwhile, his partner’s surprisingly adorable expressions entertain Iori.

Who knew that one day Kusanagi’s heir would reveal his true colors only to him and melt in his hands?

After Iori exposes his partner’s shoulder, he sinks his fangs into it until the first blood appears while enjoying Kyo’s erotic groaning and shivering.

When Yagami licks the blood from his wound, he savors every little drop, as it is the finest treat only made for him.

Eventually, the Kusanagi reaches his limits and lets out a long, sweet moan as he climaxes, and his vision goes white.

In the end, he doesn’t care that he is covered in his hot mess. Right now, he only wants to regain his breath.

While Kyo blankly stares, he feels how Iori gently holds his chin and turns his face to pull him into another kiss.

Once again, he doesn’t mind it. Besides, it’s the first time someone like Yagami has shown affection.

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A few minutes passed by. After Iori pushes him away and stands up, he fixes his clothes and addresses him without looking at him in the same indifferent voice as usual. “Are you happy now? Just get up and clean yourself before you leave.”

Just before walking away, the redhead widens his eyes and looks down.

Apparently, Kusanagi holds onto his leg and refuses to let it go.

“I’m not going anywhere, you fool!” Kyo announces while he rubs his cheek against Iori’s leg.

Even when the redhead tries to shake him off, Kyo closes his eyes and clings tighter to him.

But for now, Iori gives an irritated look while trying to walk. “Tsk. Get off! Don’t you have any dignity left?”

“If I do it, you gonna replace me with that cheap copy! So, I won’t let that creature toy with your stupid head,” the brunette backfires.

“Don’t have to go home? It’s late already. So, leave.” Iori backfires.

Yet, Kyo still desperately clings to him. “Not until you’ll take your responsibility for what you’ve done!”

Suddenly, Iori gets alerted by these words. Despite that, he keeps his poker face. “What are you talking about? You’re stormed into my house and messed with me. So, do not play a victim now.”

When Kyo lowers his gaze and loosens his grasp, he calmly objects. “But you’re the one who pushed it further. So, I had no idea that it’d differ completely from I expected.”

“You could simply push me and run away if you were that disgusted…” Iori murmurs.

While the brunette rests his head against his partner’s leg, he explains. “Did I ever tell you that? I didn’t hate it, but I was rather shocked at first. But somehow I was fine because it was you and I thought it may let you forget another me, even if just for a second. That’s all.”

The redhead facepalms and sighs.

In the end, he addresses his partner. “You fool… I could finish you at the same spot. However, I have no interest in a broken doll. First, decide what you really want and then, when you are ready to give your answer, we meet again.”

Of course, such an answer doesn’t satisfy the Kusanagi and strangely gives him heartache.

Despite that, he lifts his head and replies. “If that is the only way to get to you, then so it be. But I won’t give up that easy, Yagami!”

‘Of course, you won’t…’ the redhead thinks. However, no matter how much he wants to ruffle Kyo’s hair, he holds back. More so, he cannot allow himself to get softer towards this Kusanagi heir.

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minachan95-written-works-on-ao3 · 3 months

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Title: Boundary Extend

Fandom: King of Fighters

Pairing: Orochi x Goeniko

Characters: Goeniko, Orochi

Rating: 18+ (PWP, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Suggestive themes)

Summary:

[Sequel to Where the Temptation of Demon Leads to... but can be read as stand alone] It's been a month since Goeniko lives with one certain silver-haired demon. However, she is still not certain about her feelings, and tonight she decides to test it. How it will end? Read and find out~

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It’s been almost a month since Goeniko rescued Orochi from the Inquisitors, and now they live together. Of course, if that is called like that.

It’s not for a mortal to chain noble and powerful beings, such as demons, selfishly, and force them to stay in one place.

That’s why the blonde nun prefers to see it as a rare bird that comes to visit and cheer her up with its beautiful song and keep her company.

Of course, she is fully aware of what demon is the fluffy silver-haired deity and how she can put them in great danger if anyone discovers their presence in the monastery.

Despite that, it’s difficult for her to release Orochi.

She understands that the silver-haired demon keeps her alive and feeds on her. Otherwise, why would a human like her is being kept alive?

More importantly, succubi and incubi only pretend to be affectionate while shape-shifting into the most appealing creatures. Thus, as soon as a human is wrapped around their finger, such a demon can consume their life force.

Besides, even if a wolf befriends a sheep, it may still attack when starved.

A predator is a predator. And to survive, it must do what its instincts tell and not go against its nature.

In Goeniko’s case, her wolf can take many forms - from a handsome young man to a gorgeous, irresistible demon.

Despite all that, the more time she spends with Orochi, her cold, rational mind and her guard are weaker toward this creature.

More so, the more often she has these irrational and unexplained feelings, the more anxious and frustrated she becomes.

One day, the blonde has come to a rather shocking conclusion.

“What if it is... love? It can’t be... But what if it is true?” Goeniko widens her eyes and covers her mouth at such a realization.

However, her further thoughts are interrupted by the old nun’s voice. “Are you alright, my dear? You’ve been not yourself lately.”

The blonde immediately lifts her head and remembers that she is still at church and its afternoon prayer time.

After she shakes her head, she replies in a formal tone. “I’m terribly sorry, sister Marie. I’ll try to concentrate next time.”

The old nun closes her eyes and sighs. “You’ve been sitting here for a while and a mass is over. So, should we go back?”

After Goeniko takes the extended hand, she closes her eyes and nods.

When she returns to the dormitory, she is determined to talk about her feelings and confirm if that is true as soon as she sees Orochi.

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Some time passes by.

When she enters her room, the blonde nun looks around.

Unfortunately, there are no signs of a silver-haired young man.

“Perhaps Orochi is hunting for the life force… There isn’t much what I can do aside from waiting.” Goeniko decides.

But for now, she closes her eyes and heads to the bathroom, hoping a long bath will help her relax.

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An hour has passed.

After the blonde changes into a nightdress and puts on a warm blue cardigan, she walks toward the bookshelf and picks a couple of books.

Besides, instead of sitting and doing nothing, it’s better to learn more about demons like Orochi. Goeniko decides as she opens a guidebook for the demon hunters.

Unfortunately, the more time Goeniko invests into it, she realizes she doesn’t understand Orochi.

Despite this book providing a lot of information ranging from different demons, their anatomy, their hunting methods, and their weaknesses, Goeniko cannot find anywhere mentioning why demons keep their prey alive not only for food or entertainment.

After unsuccessful research, the blue-eyed nun closes the book and exhales.

Just before she pushes back the chair and stands up, she is suddenly alerted by the opened window.

Apparently, it is a fluffy silver-haired entity using his incubus form.

Instead of saying anything, the blue-eyed nun gazes at him before turning her head away.

Such a reaction makes Orochi crack a smile, and he softens his gaze. “That’s rather a cold greeting. Did anything happen?”

But for now, the blonde lowers her gaze, avoiding eye contact as she asks him. “You were hunting for a life force again, weren’t you?”

As the incubus elegantly approaches his partner, he folds his ebony wings and raises his eyebrow. “Did I make you worried? Or…”

After a brief pause, Orochi narrows his gaze and adds in a teasing tone. “Could it be? You were jealous?~”

Suddenly, this remark makes the blonde widen her big blue eyes and turn back.

Despite that, Goeniko tries to keep a proud, preserved posture.

While she holds her arms, she rests her chin on her fist and briefly closes her eyes. Upon opening them, she answers in a serious voice. “To whom, I wonder. It’s impossible to be envious of dead fools who cannot control their…”

After she clenches her other hand into a fist and closes her eyes, she adds while her face twists with disgust. “… their dirty, carnal desires and themselves.”

Soon, the silver-haired demon exhales and asks in a calm, deep voice. “Are you telling me to stop feeding on others and purely rely on you, Goeniko?”

Certainly, this question caught the blue-eyed nun’s guard off, and she immediately responded. “You’re… you’re wrong! I…”

At the moment, she feels how the further words are stuck inside her throat, preventing her from speaking.

After the blonde deeply inhales and nervously swallows her saliva, she lowers her arms and shoulders. “No matter how much I may dislike how anyone dares to touch you, I cannot let myself to sink that lowly and act like an immature, selfish brat… It cannot be helped that this is how your kind have to survive, and you did not pick a way how you are born. That’s why… That’s why I have no right to control your basic needs… Neither, even if I wanted, unfortunately, I would be enough to sustain you alive.”

While Orochi patiently listens to his partner, he studies the preserved god’s servant’s every movement and expression.

Suddenly, he wraps his arm around Goeniko and brings her closer.

For sure, such a gesture surprises her and makes her heart skip a beat, and losing the gift of speech.

Meanwhile, the silver-haired demon wraps his wings around them and addresses her. “You are a foolish woman, Goeniko. Do you think I would allow some dirty, earth-crawling worms to stain me?”

After he chuckles, he explains. “It’s already enough for me to get a precious energy from their dreams alone. Even if I have no idea what their deepest desires are… And if I ever cared. However, I have decided to make an exception for you because you are special.”

When Orochi takes the blonde’s hand and lifts it, he doesn’t remove his eyes from her. “I’m offering you something that no other human could get. A onetime chance in your life. I’m offering you to make a pact with me, Goeniko. After all, you would receive anything your heart wishes and it will be my sacred duty to never leave your side and to protect you.”

Lastly, he grasps her palm while impatiently staring at Goeniko. “So, what’s your answer?”

After Goeniko lowers the incubus’s hand, she takes a deep breath and gives a brief answer in a strict tone. “I refuse.”

Meanwhile, Orochi only narrows his gaze and cracks a smile. “If that is so? Is that is your final decision?”

“I’m not certain why you have picked me. However, now, I know you are only lusting after my soul that lives in this body. Aren’t you afraid that I will put you under the shortest leash like a dog before you’ll get it? Therefore, you should kill me and find a new target unless you want to be ordered to stay safe and take yourself while you are under my watch.” The blonde nun backfires.

This answer satisfies the fluffy silver-haired demon, and he curves a delightful smile. “If that is what you wish for? Fair enough. Then, in that case, I’ll take you with me.”

“Just do whatever you need before I’ve changed my mind.” Goeniko replies.

As she closes her blue eyes and embraces her bitter fate, she impatiently waits for her life thread to be cut.

The last thing she hears is snapping fingers before her consciousness fades away in darkness.

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Unknown time amount has passed.

Soon, the blonde regains her consciousness and softly groans. However, even with her closed eyes and the silky sensation against her skin alone, she can tell she is on the spacious bed.

After she opens her eyes and sits, she looks around and notices a familiar endless black void along with the purple mist and countless stars above.

When Goeniko checks on herself, she becomes bewildered, feeling the heat rushing to her face, and immediately covers herself with her arms.

After all, the previous time she was sent to the demon Orochi’s realm, she wore more or less covering attire, but now… That snow-white lingerie barely even covers her private parts.

For now, the blonde turns her head and lowers her gaze while murmuring. “That foolish demon. He should just tell that he needed more life force instead of this…”

Speaking of which, she gets startled by hearing a familiar voice next to her. “My, this time you took longer than I expected.”

After she turns her head, she notices a fluffy silver-haired demon sitting on the edge of the bed while his tail impatiently waggles.

As he leans closer to his partner, he adds. “You looked so vulnerable while you were asleep that I was tempted to eat you, even if that may wake you up.”

Despite that, without removing her eyes from Orochi, the blonde speaks. “If you needed more life force, you should have told me earlier. …I would also have mentally prepared myself for that.”

When he closes his eyes and sighs, he briefly explains. “This is not why I brought you here.”

“Then why?” the blue-eyed nun asks.

However, instead of saying anything, he pushes down Goeniko and pins her.

At that moment, the fluffy silver-haired creature admires his partner while gently brushing his fingertips across the blonde’s body until he reaches her chest.

When their eyes meet, Goeniko can feel how the heat rushes to her cheeks. “You don’t have to stare at me like this…”

Suddenly, Orochi extends one sharp nail. As it cuts the bra, it immediately exposes the blue-eyed nun’s breasts.

Despite the blonde keeps a straight face and not removing her eyes from her partner, she keeps her legs closed and rubs her thighs.

Meanwhile, the incubus silently exhales and softens his gaze. As he rubs her chest, he comments. “That’s a lovely pink color.”

Just before Goeniko opens her mouth to object, she closes her eyes and lets out a shivery gasp as Orochi starts massaging her breasts with both hands while licking her neck.

After Orochi withdraws his face, he observes what kind of adorable expressions his partner makes when he twists the blonde’s already erected nipples with his thumbs.

At that moment, Goeniko only turns her head and blissfully narrows her gaze while covering her mouth with the back of her palm and respiring.

However, she lets out a soft moan and bites into her finger when the incubus starts sucking and licking one of her nipples while the other hand is busy teasing another side.

It’s difficult for the preserved nun to keep her voice down when Orochi messes with her breasts. Not just when he masterly uses his tongue or these wet noises in between.

Soon, the silver-haired demon lifts his head and removes his hand.

Thus, their eyes meet again.

When Goeniko sees her partner’s demanding eyes, her face and ears burn in embarrassment.

After Orochi places his hand on the blonde’s belly, it slides down to her lower regions.

Upon feeling the dampness on her panties, he gives a suggestive look while gently rubbing her private parts through the thin piece of clothing. “My... You’ve become quite sensitive since the last time you’ve lent me strength. Could it be - you’ve been secretly playing with yourself while I was gone? Poor thing... You must have been lonely.”

Suddenly, Goeniko widens her eyes and objects. “Don’t... Don’t be stupid!”

A second later, she averts her shy gaze and adds in a sweet voice. “There... There’s no way I would do such a thing. I’m not interested in such earthly desires. However, as long as it helps you to get a life force, then I’m fine enduring it.”

This answer satisfies the fluffy, silver-haired demon.

When he leans closely to Goeniko and tilts her chin, he gently parts her lips with his thumb and softly whispers. “How can you be so adorable, Goeniko?”

After he presses his lips against Goeniko, she blissfully closes her blue, loving eyes.

At first, it is a soft kiss.

After the fluffy silver-haired demon slightly opens his eyes and silently respires, he extends his sharp nail, and, upon cutting it, he removes the panties.

It seems that the blonde doesn’t struggle like before. Instead, Goeniko places her palms on her lover’s cheeks.

Suddenly, Orochi is amazed at how Goeniko’s tongue carefully tries to break through his lips. Yet, he only silently chuckles and lets her inside.

Soon, the blue-eyed nun whimpers as their tongues entwine, and the demon explores every little part of her mouth.

More so, it sends pleasant shivers down her spine by being dominated.

Even in between catching her breath, the blonde lets out another set of endearing sounds when her partner’s fingers rub her privates.

When Goeniko moves her trembling hand on the pleasing one, she warns in a sweet voice. “Wha… wait… If you do this… I may… may…”

Nevertheless, Orochi only withdraws his face while continuing to play with her clitoris and enjoying her struggle.

As Goeniko’s chest bloats, she turns her head and closes her eyes while her face burns in embarrassment and lets out purring-like noises.

“You… you… won’t get any life force, if… if you won’t use your tail!” the blonde adds while Orochi pleasuring her.

In the end, Goeniko reaches her limits, and as her vision goes white, her lower body arches and she lets out a long, thrilling moan.

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While she lies on the bed and regains her consciousness, she can feel how her partner removes his fingers, and she blissfully stares into a void.

Even so, the blonde’s insides twitch like begging for something to fill it.

After she manages to sit, she leans close to Orochi and throws her arms around his waist.

While Goeniko rests her head on his lap, she addresses him. “Hey… It’s not over, is it? I haven’t lent you any strength.”

However, the silver-haired demon only strokes her head. “You’ve already done more than enough. Besides, I don’t want to push your limits.”

Meanwhile, the blonde closes her eyes and tightens her hug. “I won’t let you go until you are satisfied, even if you try to kill me. It’s simply unfair that I am the only one feeling good.”

“Do you understand you may break and die?” Orochi asks.

“If that this the only price I need to pay, I won’t mind.” The blonde honestly responds.

When Orochi gently tilts her head, he replies in a calm voice. “Fine, if that is what you wish for.”

After the silver-haired demon snaps his fingers, the white light surrounds him.

A second later, as the sparkle fades away, Goeniko is in awe at witnessing the incubus in all naked glory.

More so, she couldn’t remove her eyes from his perfectly built body, and if it wasn’t for his dark wings and tail and the tattoos all over his chest and abs, she could swear that this was a divine creature in front of her.

Meanwhile, Orochi is entertained by his dazed partner.

“What’s wrong with you?” The incubus chuckles.

“Perhaps you should know better what to do. Or do you want me to help you with that?” He adds.

For sure, it helps Goeniko return to reality.

On the other hand, she nearly gasps when she notices the vigorous demon’s hard-on.

There is no way that it can go inside her without ripping her apart. The blonde wonders while genially concerned about her life.

Nevertheless, Goeniko’s determination is stronger than any fear. After she gets up, she spreads her legs and sits on Orochi’s lap.

But for now, the blonde closes her eyes before taking his dick and moving the tip of it to her pussy.

As she slowly lowers her hips, she deeply breathes.

Suddenly, she slightly panics when she feels the demon’s hands on her slim waist.

Thus, Goeniko widens her eyes and gasps as Orochi quickly pushes her down to the end and observes her indignant face.

Before she says anything, Orochi slowly yet rhythmically lifts her up and down.

Eventually, he removes his hands and allows Goeniko to move on her own, enjoying her lewd expressions and voices.

Meanwhile, the blonde throws her arms over her lover’s neck and hugs him while doing her best to please him.

Soon, she becomes dumbfounded when Orochi pushes her down on the bed and penetrates her.

For sure, with each movement, he goes deeper and faster, even hitting the womb.

At the moment, Goeniko is bewildered at how someone as the incubus closes his eyes and starts groaning. Hell, she can swear that he even grows bigger by stretching her insides.

In the end, the blonde lets out an ecstatic, long moan as the hot semen fills her while Orochi arches his back and spreads his wings.

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A few moments later, the silver-haired demon brushes his partner’s hair from her face and addresses her in a purring voice. “How are you? Still alive?”

Meanwhile, Goeniko only stares at him with these blissful eyes and nods.

“Good. Because this is only the beginning.” Orochi adds.

“As if I could fall asleep when there is one demon whom I need to teach that he can’t feed on the others.” The blonde replies.

In the end, Orochi pulls Goeniko into a passionate kiss. Thus, another round begins.

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minachan95-written-works-on-ao3 · 4 months

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Title: Once Upon A Love

Fandom: Togainu no Chi

Pairing: Keisuke x Akira

Summary:

During the usual hanging out with his college friends, Keisuke took more than he could swallow. And thus, now during the 24 hours he has to propose to his adored idol. Will he be able to do it? Read and find out~

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It’s already a late night, but not everyone can find peace of mind tonight.

That’s right, after hanging out with his friends from college, Keisuke has done something that he refers to as digging his own grave.

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Earlier, on the same evening. When Akira was still at work, Keisuke got teased again.

This time, Keisuke’s unintentional habit of always bringing his precious boyfriend into any conversation and talking about him like an idol got him into trouble.

Finally, one of his friends had enough of it. Fortunately, it was their turn in the truth or dare game.

Even if it was a joking request for him to confess to Akira, the poor brunette took it personally and as a grave challenge.

After he bravely declared his intention to propose to his crush, the sound of the apartment door suddenly interrupted him. As Akira walked in during his speech, he froze in place.

For a while, Keisuke stared at his partner while fearing for his own life.

Perhaps the luck was on his side, and he dodged the bullet that was Akira’s silent, icy glare.

Yet, the brunette asked him out on a date.

Of course, the silver-haired male only covered his mouth and facepalmed.

Meanwhile, one of Keisuke’s friends patted his shoulder and wished him luck.

Lastly, he knew Akira would be mad at him for embarrassing him in front of everyone. Or so Keisuke assumed.

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“What should I do now? I’m so screwed… Save me, Akira.” The brunette murmurs while hiding under the blanket.

However, he perfectly understands that he needs to deal with some business before the big day.

After taking a deep breath, he removes the blanket and leaves the tatami without waking up his partner.

It’s still a miracle how he finds his phone in the darkness without causing too much noise.

Suddenly, Keisuke is startled by the quiet mumbling and rustling sheets. As he slowly turns back and uses the phone’s flashlight, he feels like a heavy boulder is removed from his chest.

Apparently, Akira is sleeping peacefully, unaware of what is happening in the middle of the night. Lastly, Keisuke sneaks to another room to get one specific item, which may save his life.

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Some time has passed. As Keisuke closes the tool shelf door, he leaves the room while holding measurement tape and hoping that Akira is still deeply slumbering despite the left mess in another room and other noises.

When Keisuke silently approaches his partner and kneels, he glimpses at him. Unfortunately for him, he becomes mesmerized by sleeping Akira’s beauty.

It was not the first time when Keisuke was restless. However, he would observe his beautiful and serene boyfriend until he fell asleep.

Despite his phone’s limited storage, he can’t resist taking and keeping countless photos of Akira - be it him taking a nap or doing anything else, he won’t have enough of him.

More so, after one time Akira accidentally noticed Keisuke’s lock-screen, his reaction was too precious to him.

Yet, the brunette didn’t take a photo of his boyfriend hiding his blushing face with one palm and sighing. After all, it was enough to have it burned into his memory.

Perhaps Akira doesn’t know how lucky Keisuke feels to be his boyfriend.

More so, Akira allowed Keisuke to move to his rented apartment and asked him not to worry about the rent and focus on his studies.

That’s right, last year, the silver-haired male graduated while his partner still had a year to finish college.

Despite not having much time, the brunette cherishes those small moments they share.

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But for now, Keisuke shakes his head and returns to reality. Besides, he is on a crucial mission.

After the brunette nervously swallows the saliva, he takes his partner’s hand and wraps the measurement tape around his ring finger.

When he carefully removes it and sighs, he senses something is off.

Suddenly, his wrists are pinned, and without realizing it, he ends up getting cornered and under his partner.

As Akira observes the bewildered brunette, he narrows his gaze. “What were you planning to do with that thing?”

Even if his partner stares at him like this, he is determined to keep in secret about his ulterior motives.

Meanwhile, the silver-haired male only patiently waits for the answers.

However, it will be pointless when Keisuke makes big, scolded puppy eyes again.

When Akira closes his eyes, he sighs. “It’s late. Just go back to sleep.”

As he opens his blue eyes, he continues. “I know it’s been a while since we’ve done That. But wait for a bit longer. Besides, I need to get up early for tomorrow’s meeting.”

After he lowers his shoulders and climbs off the brunette, he ruffles Keisuke’s hair. “Good night.”

Just before his partner is about to call his name, Akira lies on his side and curls under the blanket.

In the end, Keisuke is left alone with his thoughts. Yet, he immediately checks on the measuring tape and feels relieved.

After all, he saved the most valuable digits in his life.

But for now, he repeats them to himself before falling asleep while clutching the measuring tape, hoping that nothing goes wrong tomorrow.

Tomorrow will be a challenging but big day for him. Yet, he cannot simply go to the jewelry store with Akira and pick an engagement ring.

Even if that wasn’t just for the out-of-blue proposal and ruining the surprise, there are other reasons why it wouldn’t work.

Firstly, even if Akira knew Keisuke’s plans, he would call them impractical and unnecessary.

After living a long time together, Keisuke noticed how his boyfriend was in charge of the finances, and maybe he took it too seriously.

Gladly, not to that degree when he would demand a report for every spent cent and nag on the brunette about overspending.

However, Keisuke is concerned about how Akira spends most of the budget on rent and other necessities but barely leaves anything for himself.

That’s why the brunette understands Akira would probably lecture him like a worrywart housewife for wasting money on something unnecessary.

Therefore, if he brings this up, Akira won’t agree with this idea and will not accept any negotiations.

Secondly, it’s wiser not to take Akira with him because it will stress him out learning where the brunette got the money for this.

However, the brunette isn’t afraid of getting scolded by his partner. No. He is concerned about how it will upset his boyfriend.

More importantly, Akira may misunderstand this as him not doing enough to support Keisuke. Therefore, he will take over-hours and work himself to death.

Yet, the main concern for the brunette is finding a ring that fits his budget while still expressing how much he cares for his partner.

After pondering for a while, Keisuke slowly falls asleep while having innocent, naïve hopes of soon making their relationship even stronger.

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It’s the beginning of the new day. After Keisuke gets up and heads to the kitchen, he notices Akira is already gone.

At that moment, he is slightly upset that he missed his chance to wish his boyfriend a good day.

On the other hand, the blue-eyed male had time to prepare breakfast for Keisuke before leaving.

That’s right, Akira has been in charge of cooking since the incident when the brunette left an awful mess in the kitchen and nearly poisoned his partner with his half-prepared meal.

Thus, Akira making breakfast is not an exception.

Of course, the brunette understands that all this effort is his partner’s prevention methods from someone causing trouble.

However, he doesn’t want to overload Akira with more work, even after returning from his job.

That’s why someday he’ll make up for that and prove to his partner that he can be useful.

But for now, he sighs and starts digging up the prepared meal by his loving boyfriend.

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After the lectures are over, Keisuke gets to the nearest jewelry store and buys an engagement ring.

But for now, when he steps outside, he carefully opens the small box and gazes at the silver ring adorned with a sapphire gemstone for a few moments.

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Some time has passed. Somewhere in the city’s central park.

It is a beautiful, festive winter evening, and the snowflakes are falling slowly while the golden lights decorate the trees.

More so, tonight is even more special. Surprisingly, Akira agreed to go outside and let himself be distracted.

Besides, it’s been a while since they were on a date or at least spent time together without having unwanted attention. So, if that should make Keisuke happy, then it should be fine. Or so the silver-haired male wonders.

But for now, after noticing the fountain, which is not so far from them, the brunette stops walking.

After he turns his head to Akira, he stares at him with innocent, sparkling excitement in his eyes. “Hey, Akira. Can we go there? There is something I need to see.”

For sure, when his partner uses his big puppy eyes on him, the silver-haired male has no choice but to close his eyes and sigh. “Sure.”

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A few minutes passed by.

While Keisuke stands in front of his boyfriend, he clenches his palms into fists and lowers his blushing gaze. “Um, there… There is something I wanted to tell you for a long time. But now… Now, I think it might be a right time to tell you.”

After a brief pause, he nervously swallows the saliva and lifts his eyes. “But you need to promise me you won’t be mad.”

“What is it? Did you get into trouble again?” The silver-haired male asks.

However, Keisuke only shakes his head.

When Akira silently exhales, he adds. “Fine. Then, what is it?”

Finally, the moment of truth has arrived, and it will determine the brunette’s fate.

After gathering all the courage, Keisuke kneels on his knee and starts looking for a specific item in his coat pocket.

When he picks a small dark blue box and opens it, he asks. “Akira. Will you do me make honored and marry me?”

For sure, this out-of-blue question bewilders even someone preserved as the silver-haired male.

Right now, all he can do is widen his eyes and cover his mouth. “Keisuke, I…”

“Did... did I upset you? I’m… I’m so sorry! I-I, I didn’t mean to.” The confused brunette replies.

However, just before he bows to apologize, Akira’s unusually shy voice stops him. “Y-you fool!… I didn’t say anything yet.”

When Keisuke lifts his head, the heat rushes his cheeks upon seeing his boyfriend extending his lowered palm and turning his blushing face away.

“There… That’s my answer for you.” The blue-eyed male adds.

Suddenly, the brunette’s teary eyes shine with pure joy. “A-Akira!…”

A second later, he doesn’t contain his emotions and jumps on Akira with his spread arms, making them fall.

“I’m so glad!” Keisuke adds while pulling the blue-eyed male into a tight hug.

For now, the silver-haired male struggles in his partner’s embrace and tries to push his face by using his palm. “I get it… Just get off me, Keisuke. We’re in public.”

After he climbs off from his boyfriend, he rubs his nape and helps Akira to stand up. “Ah!… Sorry. I got carried away.”

At that moment, Akira only closes his eyes and sighs. “Let’s go home.”

“But… but what about the ring?” The brunette whines like a small puppy.

“You can put it on when we’ll return.” Akira immediately replies.

Yet, Keisuke makes big eyes again. “Akira…”

Meanwhile, the silver-haired male rolls his eyes and lifts his palm without saying a word.

“R-right!…” the brunette responds.

After Keisuke picks up the ring again, he carefully puts it on his partner’s ring finger.

For sure, seeing how well it fit on his beloved hand and now knowing that his adored person accepted his feelings put a big smile on Keisuke’s face.

In the end, Akira takes his partner’s hand into his and prompts him to go.

Meanwhile, this gesture surprises the brunette. After all, this is the first time when Akira doesn’t mind doing such a thing in public and shows initiative.

But for now, he wishes to enjoy and cherish this moment as long as possible.

#togainu no chi #tnc #fanfiction #keiaki #keisuke (togainu no chi)#akira (togainu no chi)#one-shot #ao3 #archive of our own #alternate universe #modern universe

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Title: Dimming Little Flame (Chapter 3)

Fandom: King of Fighters

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Kyo-1, Kyo-2, Kusanagi, Iori Yagami

Pairing: Kyo x Iori

Summary: Tonight, Kyo cannot calm down while impatiently waiting for his partner to return home. Unfortunately, his worries come true when injured Iori finally returns and collapses on him…

AO3 Link

It is the middle of the dark night. Somewhere in one old abandoned building site.

One tanned brunette watches how thick, large snowflakes slowly fall while he impatiently waits for his opponent to show up.

“Why ye taking so long? Or are you bold only by using words?” ‘Nagi says to himself and fixes his red scarf.

Suddenly, he widens his eyes and turns his head toward the direction of a familiar voice. “I finally found you!”

At that moment, Kusanagi’s crimson eyes sparkle with excitement, and he greets the redhead with spread arms and a wide smile. “Oh, look what we’ve got there~ Thank goodness, it’s you! I won’t lie - ya got me worried for a second that I would need to deal with that little whiny fool.”

However, his festive mood is ruined as soon as behind Iori’s back when he sees Kyo taking a step to the side to reveal himself.

But for now, Kusanagi leans on the side and frowns, addressing his rival. “Why a hell you’re staring at me like that? Do you have too many eyes or what? Stop using him as a shield! Or ye only know how to hide behind anyone’s back.”

As he gets step by step closer to Iori like an intimidating, large feline, his voice changes into a nearly thrilling tone. “In any case… How’s your wounds?”

When ‘Nagi stands close to the indignant redhead, he thrusts his chest and delightfully narrows his gaze. “Good. Did you miss me that much?”

Despite the sensation as if an invisible Kusanagi’s panther tail wraps around his thigh, Iori keeps a poker face.

Yet, such a reaction only makes ‘Nagi respire and deeply chuckle. “No? Then why are you here? Come on, you don’t need to be shy around me. And don’t try to deny it - I know you want it as much as I do~”

Unfortunately, just before he touches Yagami’s cheek, his hand is caught.

As Iori grips his wrist, he reveals his bare fangs. “For being a cheap knock-off, you are allowing yourself too much.”

“Oh~ Now that’s what I’m talking about. You’re finally into that mood,” Kusanagi backfires in a nearly flirtatious tone.

After he brushes off his palm, he raises the index finger and ignites it. As a little orange flame is reflected in both eyes, the dark entity suggests. “You’re going to take his place, right? Hey, let’s do it, already~”

However, the redhead nearly gets startled and turns his head when Kyo gently places his hand on his shoulders.

“Do not fall into his trap. It’s better if we team up and take him down together.” The Kusanagi heir warns him in a calm voice.

After ‘Nagi blows the small flame, he narrows his gaze and shows a middle finger to his original. “Do not interface, and just wait for your turn.”

Meanwhile, Iori closes his eyes and replies, ignoring his foe’s presence. “Just watch carefully and you’ll see what happens when anyone dares to touch who belongs to me, Kyo.”

For sure, such a response makes Kyo exhale. “And you better not try anything reckless or else this time someone will spend a night in hospital.”

Lastly, when the Kusanagi heir withdraws, he observes from the distance how these two keep a distance.

Thus, after ‘Nagi tosses his scarf, another fight between the dark entity and Yagami begins.

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At first, the redhead patiently waits for his opponent to make a first turn.

After ‘Nagi ignites his palm, he launches a fireball at Iori.

Just as Yagami blocks the sent attack, Kusanagi charges at him with full force.

For sure, it was a close strike. Yet, Iori evades it.

A few more sent kicks and punches by the tanned brunette. Yet, Iori successfully blocks these attacks again.

After Kusanagi ceases his attacks, he gives Iori a mocking look. “Ya know, I wonder how long you gonna keep up like this~ Maybe I should motivate you a bit…”

Just as ‘Nagi raises his hand and aims at Kyo, Yagami rushes at him.

Before he reaches his throat, Kusanagi lowers his arm and dodges the strike.

A second later, the tanned brunette hits his back with his elbow. Soon, the redhead grunts as he hits the snowy ground.

Of course, Kyo cannot just stand there and do nothing.

Unfortunately for him, ‘Nagi’s reflexes are quicker, and his flame reflects his rival’s fireball.

As the fire submerges into the air, the tanned brunette’s eyes flare with rage, and he growls at him. “I TOLD YOU TO WAIT YOUR TURN!”

Meanwhile, Iori grabs his opponent’s shank and pulls him down.

After ‘Nagi hits the ground with a brief groan, the redhead manages to get up and stand up.

While Iori steps on his back, he bends down and grips his neck. As his nails sink into his skin, he narrows his gaze. “Any last words before I’ll send you to hell?”

Meanwhile, Kusanagi only cracks a mocking smile.

After a brief pause, Yagami lightens up his fingertips with purple little flames, and the loud explosion bangs all over the construction site, making Kyo instinctively cover his face with his elbows.

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A couple moments later, the Kusanagi heir lowers his arms and observes how the dark smoke fades away, revealing the victor of the battle and fallen ‘Nagi.

After Iori removes the dust and ashes from himself, he comments. “What a bunch of wasted time.”

Meanwhile, Kyo gets alerted and stares at his partner.

But for now, Yagami only gives a questioning look to his partner and addresses him. “What is it? As if that fool would die that easily. Let’s go. Or do you prefer to freeze here?”

Apparently, the tanned brunette’s upper body and soon the rest of him raise as he is controlled by the strings.

“Do not underestimate me~” ‘Nagi speaks up as he fixes his shoulders while his arms are loose.

Lastly, he ignites his fist and charges at his opponent.

However, just a moment before the impact, the redhead turns and delivers a hefty kick into ‘Nagi’s stomach.

Thus, the dark entity’s flame is dimmed, and he is sent off flying.

Upon his body harshly hitting the ground, it slightly bounces before sliding on the frozen gravel.

But for now, Kusanagi shakily leans on his elbow while panting. “I’m... I’m not done yet!”

Instead of saying anything, Iori only closes his eyes and exhales.

Soon, he approaches his opponent and bends down.

After the redhead grabs Kusanagi by his t-shirt, he brings him close to his face.

Meanwhile, ‘Nagi doesn’t resist and keeps a smug face.

“Do not test my patience any further.” Iori warns him while keeping a straight face.

After he tosses down ‘Nagi, he adds. “However, if you still have your death wish, I’ll give it to you... But you have to earn it first. ”

When Iori turns his back, he declares without looking back. “So, you better do not disappoint me next time.”

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As soon as he gets close to Kyo, he prompts him to leave.

On their way, the brunette is complaining while keeping his hands warm in his jacket pockets. “Why do you also have to instigate these things? You know, you’re only encouraging him.”

After a brief pause, he lowers his gaze and complains. “I swear, if I didn’t know you, I would think that you just have nothing better to do…”

“You worry too much. Or perhaps…” The redhead backfires.

However, when Iori makes a smug face, the brunette realizes something is off.

When Kyo’s poker face cracks, he asks in an unsure tone. “Wha-, what is it with you?”

“I just finally figured it out something,” Yagami proudly explains.

While his partner’s expressions entertain him, he concludes. “It seems the original is jealous of a mere copy and sucks so badly at hiding it.”

Suddenly, the heat rushes to the brunette’s cheeks, and he indignantly replies as if he is about to jump on Iori. “What are you!-”

However, Yagami only places his palm on his partner’s face and holds him back like a kitten trying to get food.

A few moments later, he ruffles Kyo’s hair and makes him briefly close his eyes.

After he withdraws his hand, he grasps the brunette’s scarf.

Besides, sometimes, it’s enjoyable to give Kusanagi a taste of his own medicine and tease him. Or so Yagami decides.

Lastly, he fixes his scarf without removing his eyes from Kyo. “Either way, you’ll catch a cold if you expose your neck like this.”

Meanwhile, the brunette only averts his blushing gaze and murmurs something under his nose, yet being secretly relieved that this time he didn’t need to drag the injured Iori from the battlefield.

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Chapter 2 Link

#kof #king of fighters #kyo kusanagi #iori yagami #iori x kyo #kyo x iori #serial #angst #hurt/comfort #fluff #ao3 #archive of our own #dimming-little-flame #complete

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Title: Dimming Little Flame (Chapter 2)

Fandom: King of Fighters

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Kyo-1, Kyo-2, Kusanagi, Iori Yagami

Pairing: Kyo x Iori

Summary: Tonight, Kyo cannot calm down while impatiently waiting for his partner to return home. Unfortunately, his worries come true when injured Iori finally returns and collapses on him…

AO3 Link

A day has passed since the mysterious entity assaulted Yagami.

Even if Iori is in better shape than yesterday and almost acting the same as before the incident, Kyo keeps an eye on him whenever he can.

More so, the brunette cannot rest until he takes matters into his own hands and visits one abandoned storage where all his remaining clones live.

But for now, he waits until Iori falls asleep and hopes he won’t get caught trying to sneak out.

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Some time has passed. It is the middle of the night.

All the clones are sleeping peacefully under the warm futon.

After all, their adored leader is watching them over tonight on his throne, which is at the end of the storage so that he can check on everyone without needing to leave his comfortable seat.

By far, nothing has disturbed such a serene night. Not even a tiny mouse dares to run.

But for now, one tanned brunette’s, covered in a snow-white bandage, hands are itching for the action. It’s too boring!

If it wasn’t for the snow and too cold outside, he would leave and seek anyone who may be a suitable time killer for him, even if it’s for a few minutes.

Unfortunately, only fools want to catch a cold or any other nasty disease in such weather.

However, a strong feeling in his guts insists that something interesting may happen soon. It has to. After all, it never betrayed him before.

But for now, Kusanagi relaxes with one leg thrown over his lap, rests his head on his palm, and yawns as wide as a large feline.

After he opens his glowing crimson eyes, he cracks a smile and speaks up in a sleepy tone. “Come out, come out, wherever you are. How long ya gonna keep me waiting?~”

Suddenly, he shakes his head and shrugs.

As he rubs his arms, he murmurs. “Maybe I need to grab more heaters or warm clothes for the boys. Yeah… Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day~”

In the end, he leans to the side and picks up a bottle of the finest brand of whiskey from the box beside his throne.

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A half-hour passes by. Finally, the brunette has fallen asleep with his arms crossed and his head thrown back.

However, thanks to the loud banging on the metal door, his sleepiness is gone instantly.

As a few replicas of Kyo lazily lift their heads, Kusanagi addresses them in a chill voice. “It’s just a stray animal. Go back to sleep, okay?”

However, after a several seconds, a loud banging continues.

When Kusanagi lifts his eyes, he orders one of the clones. “Sakura, go check who is asking for the problems.”

“Fine…” the clone in purple replies in a half-sleepy voice and gets up, no matter how much he prefers staying under the warm embrace of the futon.

When he makes his way to the door, he asks. “Who is it?”

“It’s me - Kyo. I only came to talk with your leader. So, is he there? Or do you want me to leave a message for him?” The voice behind the door asks politely.

Suddenly, Sakura widens his eyes and turns his head. “Big Bro, it’s original! What should we do?”

Meanwhile, ‘Nagi cracks a smile and narrows his gaze. “What do you mean, what to do? Of course, we’re gonna greet him! So, how long you’ll stand like being kissed? Let it him in.”

The replica in purple only lowers his gaze and doesn’t object to Kusanagi. Lastly, he removes the lock and opens the door.

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Most of the clones are in awe as if a living ghost is in front of them.

However, the tanned brunette only chuckles and observes with amusement the Kusanagi heir brushing off the snow from himself but keeping a serious look on his face.

While ‘Nagi cozily sits on his throne, he mockingly addresses his guest. “Why would you look at that? How’s the weather outside? It must be a lovely one, eh? Come on in, and we’ll get you warm, princess.”

A second later, he grinds his teeth and frowns. “Oi, ya gonna just stand there? Close the damn door and stop letting the draft in! ‘Cos then I gonna catch a cold and die, you fucking selfish moron!”

Meanwhile, Kyo only closes his eyes and enters, while one clone immediately closes the door and turns on the light switch.

As the entire storage lightens up by the orange light, Kusanagi asks. “Don’t just stand there? I ain’t gonna bite you. Unless you get on my nerves. Then I would chop you into pieces and feed you to the pigs.”

While Kyo keeps a serious look on his face and approaches ‘Nagi, he looks on sides time from time at his replicas, who don’t trust him and move aside.

But for now, ‘Nagi raises his eyebrow while resting his chin on his fist. “What’s wrong? You didn’t come all this way to stare at me like you ate some shit, did you?”

“You have gone too far this time. However, I’ll consider sparing you if you apologize to me for hurting Yagami and promise me you will stay away from him.” The Kusanagi heir explains calmly.

Meanwhile, the tanned brunette covers his mouth and snorts.

Suddenly, the replica in brown frowns and shields with one arm the precious leader. “Oi, you better watch your mouth! Remember to whom you’re talking.”

“That’s right! It was the Red Demon who assaulted Big Bro first. So, we had to protect him from that bastard and show him a lesson about what happens if he attacks the wrong person.” The clone in blue indignantly adds while repeating his brother’s moves.

Meanwhile, Kusanagi only keeps a smug face and interrupts them. “Hoki, Mero! Enough.”

When he gets the twins’ attention, his face changes to a serious one. “You two, and anyone else - do not interface. I’ll take care of him. You all just watch, got it?”

Lastly, these two clones only nod and step back while staying close to Kusanagi’s sides.

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After a brief pause, the tanned brunette stands up and rests his hands on his waist. “Apologize to you? When did a not feathered little rooster like you grew so bold to speak like this to his superiors? You are nothing but an inferior breed. Either way…”

Meanwhile, Kyo only patiently listens and refuses to give in a cheap provocation.

After all, it’s better to refrain from unnecessary violence for now and let ‘Nagi speak. Or so the brunette decides.

When Kusanagi stands close to his new prey, he thrusts his chest forward to touch his one and looks down at him. “Listen up. What I do with him shouldn’t concern my boys or you. So, why do you care about him so much? Who are you? Is he your boyfriend or something? Aren’t you supposed to hate his clan and pray for his downfall like the rest of you should?”

As he gently slaps Kyo’s cheek, he grins like a Cheshire Cat while studying the brunette. “Hey, a woman should not stick into men’s business. So, why don’t you let us settle down like adults, baby face?”

After the Kusanagi heir closes his eyes, he brushes off ‘Nagi’s palm.

When Kyo opens his amber eyes, he replies in a strict tone while trying to remain as patient as possible. “I won’t repeat twice - leave Yagami out of this.”

Yet, the tanned brunette only comments. “Oh~ Look who is speaking.”

When he places his palm on his chest, he proudly explains. “Hey, ever since your oh-so-precious husband left a huge scar on me I can’t just leave him as nothing happened without taking any responsibility. You see, it’s something very personal between us and I can’t just let it slip through my fingers. Not until he is under my foot and I’ll crush his beating heart in front of his pathetic little face.”

But for now, Kyo lowers his head and clenches his hands into fists.

“Aww, what’s wrong?~ Did I make ya cry? Go on and cry like that one oversensitive fool!” Kusanagi teases him.

Suddenly, Kyo launches a powerful punch into the tanned brunette’s face.

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As Kusanagi rubs the running blood from his nose by using his sleeve, Hoki growls. “You son of the bi-!”

However, before he charges at Kyo, ‘Nagi’s voice stops him. “Hoki, didn’t I tell you all earlier? Do not interface.”

“But he hurt you, Big Bro!” the replica in brown objects.

“Shush… What did I say?” Kusanagi turns his head and gives an icy glare.

After this, none of the clones dare move and only silently observe their adored oldest sibling.

Meanwhile, Kyo straightens his back and keeps a calm stance.

Suddenly, ‘Nagi grabs his opponent by his jacket and barks like a feral animal. “Hey, you think you can mock me?! I’ll make a piece of shit like you into our doormat, and you’ll beg to lick my shoes ‘til they shine!”

However, the Kusanagi only narrows his gaze and judgmentally stares at the beast, who grinds his teeth.

“DON’T MAKE FUN OF ME!” the dark brunette yells at the top of his lungs.

After Kyo tightly grips the arm that holds him and his neck, ‘Nagi feels the rising heat on these parts.

“Let me go. Otherwise, you won’t leave the hospital for a while.” The brunette warns.

However, Kusanagi only removes his hand and gives him a mocking look. “As if you’ll do this. You are just a weak creature without a will. A freak and mistake of god as your dear prototype.”

When Kyo releases the tanned brunette, he gives him a piercing look. “If you weren’t someone important and dear to these clones, I would have beaten a living shit out of you until you won’t be able to get up. But now, I can’t just leave them without someone looking after them.”

After a brief pause, the Kusanagi heir adds. “Listen, how about we’ll do it tomorrow at the same old building site where you brought me last time? If I win, you’ll leave Yagami alone.”

Surely, such an offer peeks ‘Nagi’s curiosity. Yet, he interrupts his speech and raises his eyebrow. “Why can’t we do it now? Or you’re afraid of taking more than you swallow? You know, it won’t change the inevitable~ So, ya better prepare to bring someone with you to gather your scattered ashes.”

Yet, the brunette doesn’t get confused and keeps his poker face. “Don’t forget - tomorrow, at the same time as today, got it?”

When ‘Nagi looks around and announces to all the clones. “You heard him, boys? Tomorrow, I gonna beat the original’s ass! So, you better start preparing a big feast.”

After such a speech, all the replicas of Kyo chant Kusanagi’s name and cheer for him.

Soon, Kusanagi raises his hand and silences all the clones immediately.

As the tanned brunette ignites his palm with the same flame that dances in his eyes, he addresses his opponent. “You better do not disappoint me.”

When Kyo repeats the same movement, he backfires. “Same goes for you. However, be careful or else you may get burned.”

In the end, as both lower their arms, the bright orange flames immediately perish. And thus, the Kusanagi heir understands that despite defeating this dark entity in the past, he shouldn’t take him lightly.

Nevertheless, Kyo worries more about whether Iori will catch him this time and tag along or persist that he faces ‘Nagi again on his own.

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Some time has passed.

After the Kusanagi heir returns home, he undresses and sneaks into the bedroom without waking up his partner.

However, when he sits on the edge of the bed, he gets startled by Iori’s voice. “Where have you been wandering around all this time?”

As the brunette turns his head, he notices the irritated redhead lying on his side.

When Kyo softens his gaze, he explains. “Sorry if I wake you up. I just went to the bathroom.”

Meanwhile, Yagami sits and pats Kyo’s arms up to his cheeks.

Such a gesture surprises the brunette, but he doesn’t mind Iori inspecting him.

The redhead narrows his gaze, holding his partner’s cheeks. “You’re cold. I’ll ask you again - where have you been? … Don’t tell me you went after that cheap copy. Haven’t you learned anything from the previous times?”

“He only took an advantage of me because he back-stabbed me. This time, I came to his lair on my own and gave him a small warning. However, he refused to listen to me. So, I would need to come back tomorrow to explain to him in the only language he understands.” The brunette explains.

Meanwhile, Iori only sighs and stretches Kyo’s cheeks. “You are truly a stupid, reckless cat.”

When he slides down his hands on the Kusanagi’s arms, he adds. “If I knew that you were going after him, I would have stopped you.”

After a brief pause, he shakes his head and continues without removing his eyes from his partner. “Tomorrow, you will show me where he is.”

“Not under my watch. You are not allowed to throw your life at risk.” The brunette backfires.

Yagami only cracks a smile. “It’s that fool who begs for his death. So, I’ll be kind and grant his wish.”

At that moment, Kyo understands that he’ll convince the wind not to blow sooner than over-talk his stubborn partner.

Besides, even if Iori is bedridden, he would still crawl to face anyone who gives even a single wrong look to the Kusanagi, no matter how many times he is stopped.

In the end, he closes his eyes and sighs. “What am I going to do with you?”

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Chapter 3 Link

#kof #king of fighters #kyo kusanagi #iori yagami #iori x kyo #kyo x iori #serial #angst #hurt/comfort #fluff #ao3 #archive of our own #dimming-little-flame #complete

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Title: Dimming Little Flame (Chapter 1)

Fandom: King of Fighters

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Kyo-1, Kyo-2, Kusanagi, Iori Yagami

Pairing: Kyo x Iori

Summary: Tonight, Kyo cannot calm down while impatiently waiting for his partner to return home. Unfortunately, his worries come true when injured Iori finally returns and collapses on him…

AO3 Link

It is a peaceful winter evening in Yagami’s apartment. However, one brunette comfortably sitting on the couch cannot find peace of mind.

When Kyo holds a warm cup of hot cocoa, he lowers his gaze and silently exhales.

It’s been more than a couple of hours since Iori promised to return. Knowing him, he would call and warn if he may take longer.

Of course, Kyo tried to call him an hour earlier. Unfortunately, his partner didn’t answer.

At first, he thought perhaps Iori was busy or on his way. Therefore, he didn’t bother to call back. However, even later on, he received the same response.

No matter how often the Kusanagi checked his phone - there was no new message or notification about a missed call.

But for now, Kyo turns his head to the side and says to himself in a gloomy tone. “Just where in the world are you, Yagami? It’s better to be nothing serious. Or else, what do you expect me to do with you?”

Meanwhile, when the tuxedo kitten notices how one of his dads is unusually upset, he lowers his triangle ears and wonders if these two fought again or if his other dad hurt him.

Therefore, little Oreo decides to cheer him up in the best way he knows. And thus, he jumps on the couch while letting out a brief trill.

After he approaches Kyo, he rubs his head and his body against his leg while his tail is lifted, trying to get his attention.

For sure, such an unexpected gesture surprises the Kusanagi.

When the brunette leans forward, he puts the mug on the coffee table and sits back.

As he strokes the kitten’s head and under his chin, Kyo softens his gaze and sighs. “Did you miss your dad as well? Let’s hope that he is fine and only decided to get something for you.”

After Oreo lies next to him and closes his eyes, and his beloved hand strokes his soft fur, his little motor engine activates.

However, his kitten’s presence and purring makes him lower his shoulders and feel how his heart aches.

In the end, he cannot help himself but irrationally worry about his partner without even knowing his whereabouts.

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Several minutes have passed.

Suddenly, Oreo lifts his head and ears upon hearing something.

“What is it, Oreo? Is your dad already home?” Kyo asks as he gets up and heads toward the corridor.

After rushing to his destination place, he notices that there is no one inside.

However, a faint banging on the door and the sound of the lock moving caught the brunette's attention.

Soon, the mysterious culprit opens the door.

Fortunately, Kyo’s reaction is quicker, and he catches the redhead in his arms without both collapsing on the floor.

“Oi, you’re okay?” The brunette asks him while closing the door.

When Iori places his hand on his partner’s shoulder, he withdraws his lowered head and faces him while surpassing his groaning.

Suddenly, Kyo widens his eyes and becomes pale upon noticing Iori covered in blood. After a closer inspection, he scolds him without containing his emotions. “What happened to you? Who the hell did this to you?!”

While Iori’s face twists in pain and panting, he backfires. “I just tripped over and fell downstairs! That’s what fucking happened… So, move, and let me catch a break.”

After hearing these words, the brunette’s face darkens. “Fell downstairs, eh? Are you sure about that?”

“Tsk. Do not test my patience, Kyo.” The redhead warns through gritted teeth.

Unfortunately, his attempt to stand up on his own fails.

Thus, the sudden pain on Yagami's side makes him hold his palm into the aching spot, and he loses his balance.

After the brunette throws Iori’s arm over his shoulders, he closes his eyes and sighs. “Let’s go… Let’s get you warm and see your wounds.”

Lastly, he helps Yagami to walk to the bedroom while wondering who could have done this to him.

However, on their way, one person comes to his mind. Although, even if his guess might be wrong, it doesn’t matter. Right now, prioritizing his partner’s well-being is more important. Or so Kyo decides.

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After he lies Iori in bed, he assists him with removing his outfit and spots that the redhead’s clothes are tattered and have holes with crispy burnt edges.

While silently exhaling, the brunette wonders how much Yagami suffered to become so passive and willingly accept any treatment from him.

“What’s wrong? If you dislike it so much, you can leave me alone. As if I need your pity.” The redhead comments as he observes his partner’s every movement.

When Kyo grasps the hemline of Iori’s t-shirt, he lowers his shoulders and head. As he cracks a fake smile, he replies in a cold yet calm tone. “You’re right… I guess it’s better to leave it in professionals’ hands.”

After he sits on the edge of the bed, he picks up his phone from his pocket.

However, as Kyo types a specific phone number, Yagami shakily sits up and gathers all his remaining strength into his palm.

Suddenly, the Kusanagi freezes in the same spot when the phone is hit out of his hand.

As soon as it lands on the ground, Kyo turns his head and stares at Iori.

Lastly, the redhead addresses him. “Don’t. I’m not that weak or ill.”

Meanwhile, Kyo remains speechless for a few moments.

Finally, the redhead breaks the intense silence. “Besides, who will feed Oreo if I’m gone?”

That’s it! It’s the last drop of the Kusanagi’s patience, and he lowers his head.

Suddenly, he roughly grabs Iori by his shirt and brings him closer. “Is that the only thing that concerns you?!”

A second later, he hung his head down while something stuck inside his throat.

Meanwhile, Yagami only narrows his gaze as he observes the trembling and stiff brunette.

“... You’re truly an idiot.” Kyo comments.

After he bites into his lower lip, he continues while holding back from sobbing. “You may have died and I wouldn’t even know that. What am I supposed to do then? Shrug my shoulders and say I had no clue that you died? Hey, you think no one would notice or care? But you’re so fucking wrong! How… how many times I’ve told that you’re not alone? It’s… it’s okay if you’re too stubborn and prideful to rely on anyone and I’m not forcing you to do so. … I never did or will do that.”

In the end, Kyo lowers his hands and buries his face in his partner’s chest. “But at least, … Please let me help you. That’s all I ask for.”

However, he widens his eyes when he feels how Iori’s palm rests on his head.

As Yagami closes his eyes, he sighs. After he opens his eyes, he gently ruffles his hair. “Who’s calling whom a fool? As if that will happen anytime soon. After all, who else will take care of Oreo and one stupid, nosy trouble-maker who worries too much? Listen. If I die, I’ll take you together with me into my grave. So, even after my death, you will still belong to me, Kyo.”

After hearing this confession, Kyo carefully wraps his arms around his partner and nuzzles his cheek against his chest while murmuring something gibberish.

In the meantime, Iori briefly bares his fangs as he explains. “Tsk. I’ve only dealt with one arrogant coward who dared to attack me. At least he didn’t show any interest in you and it’s all that matters. But I took longer than expected because out of nowhere he got the support and these two brats teamed up against me while that fool lied in his blood and laughed. That’s it.”

After a brief pause, he adds. “So, now when you know this, you can do whatever you want.”

Of course, such an answer is enough for Kyo, and he whispers. “Thank you.”

“Whatever. But keep in mind, you won’t drag me anywhere.” The redhead replies.

In the end, the brunette only silently nods.

No matter how much Kyo wants to stay like this, even if for a bit longer, he understands he cannot allow himself to rest. After all, he has become a temporary caretaker of two.

But for now, his first duty as a nurse is to examine his patient and wash him down. Or so the Kusanagi decides.

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Some time has passed. After Kyo finally finishes treating Iori’s injuries and put him in warmer pajama, he manages to change the bedsheets without tearing them or tripping over for the first time.

Of course, it doesn’t help that Iori observes him as if he is his entertainment.

On the other hand, seeing Yagami cracking a smile or reminding him how to handle such a simple task despite his body being covered in bruises relieved the Kusanagi.

But for now, he can finally take a break. Or so Kyo ponders as he changes into a gray tank top and shorts and snuggles under the blanket like a feline.

As he watches over Iori, he softens his gaze.

“What is it?” The redhead asks.

“It can’t be helped that I have to check on my patient,” Kyo explains.

After Yagami turns to the side, he throws his arm over his partner and brings him closer.

For sure, such a gesture surprises the brunette. Yet, he doesn’t show any desire to lose to Iori and embraces his new role by adding in a slightly indignant voice. “Oi, what do you think you’re allowing yourself, mister? Don’t forget - you are my patient and I’m your nurse. So, you have to do what I say.”

“Then where’s your uniform, nurse?” Iori backfires while keeping a smug look on his face.

Suddenly, the heat rushes to the Kusanagi’s cheeks, and he averts his gaze for a few moments. More so, it’s difficult for him to keep a serious face when Yagami’s hand rubs and squeezes his buttocks.

Certainly, his partner’s adorable reaction amuses Iori, and he teases him a bit. “I wonder what kind of outfit you have in mind. It seems that I need to discipline my nurse for having naughty thoughts about his patient~ And, you know, medical scrubs are a thing too.”

Instead of saying anything, Kyo opens his big amber eyes and pinches his partner’s nose. “Right now, you are under a strict bed mode. And that also means - no sex for you until you get well, got it?”

“You’re such a young nurse, but already as strict as an old one…” The redhead comments as soon as Kyo lowers his hand.

“I wonder thanks to whom…” Kyo replies while keeping a poker face.

In the end, without Kusanagi realizing it, he becomes temporally distracted by his own play.

On the other hand, if Iori can joke around like this, then his injuries are not as life-threatening as Kyo expected.

Despite the Yagami’s attempt to calm down the tensed Kusanagi, the brunette shouldn’t take this situation so lightly and not forget about it as it never happened.

More importantly, his suspicious intuition is correct about who could have beaten Iori.

That’s why he must seek the same man, who is so desperately obsessed with Yagami, and settle it down. Or so Kyo is determined.

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Title: Fading Blossom in the Sand (Chapter 19)

Pairing: Kyo x Iori, MaleOC x Cannon character(one-sided)

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Shingo Yabuki, Iori Yagami, Chizuru Kagura, Dr.Makishima, Male Original Character, Leona Heidern, Yukari, female!Kyo Clone

Rating: 18+ (Rape, non-con, tentacles, tentacle rape, dubcon, blackmail, NTR/Netorare/cheating, slow burn)

Summary: It’s 24XX, one of Resistance Force members, Kyo, was sent to investigate abandoned NESTS spaceship. The very little he would know that this place is not so lonely…

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After the Resistance soldiers reach the end of the end of the Isolation Unit, they get surrounded by the men in black body armor and stainless steel masks wielding massive laser guns and pointing at them.

When the brunette raises her hands, she addresses these troops. “You can lower your guns. I’m on your side.”

She points with her chin at Iori without removing her eyes from the armed soldiers. “All I’m here for is to bring this man to my dad.”

While the troops focus on their targets, Kyoko lowers her hands and adds. “He works here. Does the name Professor Iriyu Kurama says anything to you? So, you have no reason to treat us like this.”

For now, the redhead addresses his partner while he lowers his blade. “You’re wasting your breath… Cover my back.”

Lastly, without hesitation, Iori charges at the enemy.

As the countless bullets fly at Yagami, he reflects on each one by spinning his trustworthy weapon and sending it back to his opponents.

When he gets close enough, he stabs and slashes in half the nearest man.

Meanwhile, Kyoko picks up the handheld gun and blasts whoever aims at them.

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Soon enough, the fierce battle is over. After wiping the blood from his face with his uniform sleeve, Iori approaches his battle partner.

However, when he reaches the metal door and is about to slash it, Kyoko’s voice stops him. “Wait! Dad’s office is here. So, we don’t need to go any further.”

“I don’t care about him. We’ll get your original first. Then, that fool.” The redhead backfires without looking back.

After Yagami unleashes a couple of stronger attacks to destroy the door, he briefly orders. “Follow me. Or do you want to wait here until more of these guys show up?”

At this point, the brunette has no choice but to follow the stubborn soldier. “It can’t be helped that I need to protect you until we find Dad.”

Unfortunately, another wave of the NESTS troops already greets them.

Meanwhile, Iori only cracks a smile and mockingly comments. “Oh~ Looks like you want to go to hell that badly. Fine. I’ll send you there.”

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Some time has passed. After rushing through the endless corridors and defeating countless enemies, they reached the deeper level of NESTS.

Judging from the endless rows of half-empty rooms enclosed by thick glass doors, this place resembles a prison where unfortunate souls await their death sentences.

After wandering for a long time, Iori freezes in the same spot near one room and widens his eyes.

Apparently, one familiar-looking person catches his eye.

Even the sense of time and place disappears for Iori, and all he can do is stare in disbelief at this male as if he saw a living ghost.

Heck, thousands of emotions that the redhead could not understand, nor did he know he had rushed to him.

Apparently, the Kusanagi sits on the bed, leaning against the corner, staring into nothingness while his arms are restrained with chains.

However, the redhead doesn’t realize that anyone sitting behind the glass door cannot see what is going on outside.

Right now, he can only speak up in a quiet, shaky voice and press his palm on the glass door. “... Kyo.”

Lastly, the brunette faces the door.

When their eyes meet, Yagami’s heart skips a beat.

Despite starting with his empty and tired eyes, Kyo doesn’t react to the person behind the door. A few seconds later, he turns his head away and lowers it, sinking deeper into the darkness.

For sure, it makes Iori shakily clench his palms into fists and lower his head while grinding his teeth.

However, he isn’t heartbroken and frustrated because of traveling across the universe just to get ignored by Kyo.

No. Iori is not certain whether he should be mad at himself or whoever has broken Kyo to such a degree that he cannot recognize his long-time mission partner as turning him into nothing but a shell of his former self.

Suddenly, Iori hits the door as hard as he can and continues doing so while calling the Kusanagi’s name.

At the moment, even Kyoko steps back while observing this from a distance.

Meanwhile, the imprisoned brunette gets alerted and looks in the direction of the banging.

Even if he cannot see behind the white door, he immediately recognizes to whom belongs that familiar voice that struck like thunder from the clear sky.

Despite being confused about whether it is just a hallucination, Kyo carefully stands up while facing the door. “Ya… Yagami?”

A second later, the banging ceases, and the redhead addresses him. “Stay where you are! I’m coming for you!”

Thus, with the sound of scratching the surface, the saber blade penetrates the door and cuts it into pieces.

After Iori enters the cell, he calls the Kusanagi’s name. “Kyo!”

As the brunette barely comprehends the view in front of him, he asks in an unsure tone. “Yagami… What. What are you doing here?”

“It’s you! It’s really you,” Iori says while containing his emotions.

When he approaches Kyo, he instinctively wraps his arms around him, refusing to let him go.

For sure, such a gesture surprises the Kusanagi. After all, it’s the first time when his partner so openly shows any affection.

But for now, while Yagami’s trembling body is pressed against his, he can feel how his hug tightens.

In the end, Iori closes his eyes and whispers. “You’re… you’re alive. Thank the fucking goodness, I’ve finally found you.”

When Kyo notices another person standing behind the redhead curiously observing them, he gives a questioning look.

As Kyoko gets close to this couple, she speaks up in an unsure voice. “Nii-sama? Er, I mean… So, you’re the original?”

Finally, when Iori releases the Kusanagi from the hug, he holds his shoulders and explains in a calm tone. “We need to get out of here.”

However, he suspiciously narrows his gaze upon noticing a strange black collar around Kyo’s neck. “What a hell is this?”

Just before he touches it, a strict voice behind them interrupts them. “Stay away from him!”

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Apparently, it’s a fluffy silver-haired scientist wearing glasses standing in the gap of the former door, pointing a gun at Yagami’s head and keeping his other hand in the pocket.

After Kurama gets everyone’s attention, he adds while keeping his poker face. “I warn you - one wrong move and I’ll blast a brute like you.”

Yet, Iori only growls at the impostor and shields Kyo with one arm.

Meanwhile, Kyoko’s face shines with excitement as she approaches the scientist. “Dad, you’re okay!”

However, as the tip of the gun moves towards her, Kurama replies. “Back off, you filthy copy.”

After she steps back, she lowers her head to the side. “Dad? Is everything alright?”

When the female replica places her hand on her chest, she adds. “Hey, Dad, look. The original is here. And that man over there - he helped me to save Nii-sama. So, he is in good hands now, and we’ll bring him to you when he feels better.”

The silver-haired male is unaffected by these words. After he points back the gun at the redhead, he orders. “Let him go and I may pretend that I never met you.”

“Fuck off! Kyo is mine!” Iori growls and points his trustworthy weapon at him.

But for now, Kurama only chuckles and fixes his glasses. “I see… It seems that peaceful negotiation with war criminals has failed. But I didn’t expect more from someone who only understands violence. Unfortunately for you, I won’t allow a bloody murderer like you to harm him any further.”

Meanwhile, Kyo is startled when the professor looks towards him with that warm, innocent smile and a comforting voice that sends cold shivers down his skin. “It’s alright, Kusanagi-kun. Let me finish these barbarians and I’ll take you to a safer place.”

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Just before he pulls the trigger, Kyoko closes her eyes and tackles him, making him miss the shot.

While Kurama struggles under the brunette sitting on top of his back, he desperately tries to reach the dropped gun. “What? What do you think you’re doing? Get off me now!”

Unfortunately for him, Kyoko is strong enough to lock his arms.

But for now, she softens her gaze. “I’m sorry, dad. I can’t let you do this. That man may have killed countless of my brothers. However, he proved to me he cares a lot about original and he spared Nii-sama’s life. Dad, he even gave me a name before you did.”

“I knew from the very beginning that you are a defective failure who can’t follow simple orders. But I’m amazed how a weakling like you shares the same genes as Kusanagi-kun. If only the prototype would have developed faster than you, I would have saved my time and energy, and used him to trick that woman and NESTS instead of giving a life to such a worthless creature like you,” Kurama confesses.

After Kyoko releases his arms, she responds weakly while tears run down her face, trying to hold back sobs. “No. Dad, please tell me you’re lying…”

For sure, hearing these words alone boiled Iori’s blood with pure rage and hatred for this man.

At that moment, Kyo lowers his gaze upon such a revelation while the redhead refuses to listen to it any further and turns off his saber blade and attaches to his belt.

When Iori lowers his head, he addresses Kyo without looking back in as a chill voice as possible. “Stay still and do not interfere. It’s something personal between me and him.”

After he approaches the dumbfounded and shaky Kyoko and her oh-so-adored father, he pushes her away. When he squats, he roughly grabs Kurama by his shirt and makes him stand up.

In the end, Yagami narrows his gaze and looks down at the professor with pure disgust and hatred. “So, you’re the one who took Kyo away from me and made him suffer …You fucking bastard!”

Thus, Iori launches a punch into Kurama’s face.

Despite that, Kurama remains silent and gives a smug look while the blood runs from his nose and the corners of his lips.

As soon as Yagami tosses down the silver-haired male, he approaches Kyo. “We’re leaving.”

Meanwhile, the brunette objects while sitting on her knees and making big eyes. “But what about dad? We can’t just leave him like this, can we?”

“You’ve seen just now how much he cares about you. Besides, your brother is waiting for you.” Iori explains.

For now, the brunette lowers her gaze and follows the command. “Yes.”

When he gets close to Kusanagi, he takes his hand. “The same goes for you. Let’s go.”

However, just before Kyo opens his mouth to protest, Yagami interrupts him. “You can say whatever you want when we reach the base, you fool!”

Lastly, the redhead starts running and grabs Kyoko’s arm, making sure they will escape NESTS together.

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Some time has passed.

After finally reaching their spaceship and entering it, Iori hears a short beeping noise from his sound transmission device and answers it. “What do you want?”

“This is the Headquarters. What are you up to this time, Yagami-san? And where in the world did you took Kyoko-san? Pl… please return to the Headquarters immediately!” The young female operator’s voice burst through speakers.

“Why do you have to be so annoying? Your precious princess is here with me if you care that much about her. Besides, we’re not coming back alone.” Iori explains in a slightly irritated tone.

“What are you talking about? Care to explain?” The operator asks.

Instead of wasting his time, the redhead replies before turning off the transmission device. “When we return, you all will see. Over.”

Meanwhile, Kyoko switches to the auto-pilot mode and turns her head to check on the other two Resistance soldiers in the back. “What was that, Yagami?”

“It seems that someone only now noticed that you’re missing and worries about you.” The redhead answers.

“I knew that I should have warned Kagura-san and Nii-sama before I left…” the brunette murmurs.

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Several minutes have passed. While the auto-pilot mode is still on, Kyoko takes a longer nap before they reach the Headquarters.

In the meantime, Kyo stares through the window and sighs. “You should have left me. After all, not only I’ll cause trouble for you, but also I’ve killed him.”

Yet, Yagami leans closer and gives a questioning look.

Even if the words stuck in Kusanagi’s throat and he avoids facing Iori, he continues. “It was my fault that Shingo died twice. I’ve let him suffer in that abandoned spaceship, and now his dead body lies somewhere in NESTS labs. More importantly, NESTS and the Empire are probably tracking us and soon will discover our base.”

Suddenly, he widens his eyes when a couple of palms rest on his cheeks, making him face the redhead.

At that moment, the brunette silently stares at Iori, who narrows his gaze and studies him.

A second later, Yagami closes his eyes and exhales. After he lowers his hands, he replies. “Is this what concerns you? Then you definitely need to see something by yourself once we return.”

After a brief pause, he adds. “If you still blame yourself for what happened, show me your wrists.”

Of course, the brunette doesn’t question such a decision.

After Kyo raises his restrained hands, he looks away and impatiently waits for his partner’s next turn.

However, he gets alerted by the sound of a saber blade cutting and the sensation of his wrists being so light-weighted.

After Kyo checks his hands, he lifts his amber eyes, which question Yagami’s actions.

“I should have done this earlier.” Iori comments.

But for now, Kyo nervously swallows the saliva when their eyes meet.

Meanwhile, the redhead places his fingers under the brunette’s collar. “There should be a button somewhere around here to remove this thing, right?”

Thus, with the clicking noise, the black collar opens and releases the Kusanagi’s neck.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t fall on the ground and rests on the nape.

“The hell? Why is it still there?” Iori speaks up in an indignant tone while reaching out for it.

When he tries to pulls it, he withdraws his hand upon the Kusanagi’s sudden gasp.

A few moments later, the brunette only lowers his gaze and explains in a gloomy tone. “You won’t remove it that easily. It’s deep down inside me.”

‘These bastards… What they have done to him?’ Yagami thinks to himself while grinding his teeth.

A second later, he addresses Kyo in a serious voice. “This may sound like a stupid thing to say, but I need you to lie down on your stomach and on my lap.”

To his surprise, Kusanagi doesn’t protest and does what he says.

When Iori brings his hand in front of his partner’s mouth, he orders him. “You may want to bite into it. Here.”

For sure, such a gesture bewilders Kyo, making him hesitate.

“It may hurt you. That’s why I don’t want you to harm yourself.” The redhead persists.

After the brunette opens his mouth, he gently bites into Yagami’s hand.

When Iori grasps with his fingers around the exposed wire under the collar, he warns. “I’m going to pull it out now. Nod me if you’re ready.”

Lastly, Kusanagi lowers his gaze and nods.

Suddenly, Kyo widens his eyes and loudly gasps.

While his partner’s teeth sink into his flesh, Iori endures the pain and deeply breathes.

Fortunately, he pulls out the entire metal thread out of Kusanagi’s body.

However, when Kyo stops breathing and loosens his bite, Yagami slightly panics. “Kyo!”

After immediately removing one glove, Iori presses it against the brunette’s nape and checks his pulse on his sleep artery.

When he senses a weak pulse twitching against his fingers, he lowers his shoulders and exhales.

As Yagami brushes the hair from Kyo’s face, he whispers. “Thank goodness… He only passed out.”

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A few minutes have passed. After Iori puts a medical plaster on disinfected Kyo’s nape, he lays him down on the entire back seat and rests the brunette’s head on his lap.

As he takes off his uniform jacket and covers himself, he gazes upon the peacefully sleeping Kusanagi, still in disbelief that Kyo is here with him.

More importantly, even staying like this for a while makes Iori happy secretly. After all, Kyo is safe by his side and does not need to suffer anymore.

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Title: Fading Blossom in the Sand (Chapter 18)

Pairing: Kyo x Iori, MaleOC x Cannon character(one-sided)

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Shingo Yabuki, Iori Yagami, Chizuru Kagura, Dr.Makishima, Male Original Character, Leona Heidern, Yukari, female!Kyo Clone

Rating: 18+ (Rape, non-con, tentacles, tentacle rape, dubcon, blackmail, NTR/Netorare/cheating, slow burn)

Summary: It’s 24XX, one of Resistance Force members, Kyo, was sent to investigate abandoned NESTS spaceship. The very little he would know that this place is not so lonely…

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A week has passed.

As soon as the detailed examination results showed up, they were delivered to the commander. Thus, after the meeting, the commander decided that Kusanagi’s clones did not pose any threat to the Resistance Force.

However, while the female replica was safe to leave the Medical Unit, the male one had to remain under the supervision of the medical staff until he was ready to be trained as a soldier.

Starting today, the female Kyo’s look-alike has officially become a member of the Resistance Force and received the title of Private Kyoko.

Meanwhile, for Iori, it is a long-awaited day as well. After all, he can finally progress his plans further.

But for now, he finishes preparing for tonight’s departure.

“Hopefully, that idiot won’t forget about the meeting nor do anything reckless.” Or so the redhead murmurs when he picks up his light saber.

As he stares at it, he softens his gaze. “You better be not dead. So, wait for me for me, Kyo ... Just a bit longer, and I’m coming for you.”

Lastly, he attaches his trustworthy weapon to his belt.

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Some time passes. It is already a late night. After a while, the redhead reaches the port. However, when he looks around, he notices that there is no sign of one certain brunette yet.

But for now, he leans his back against the nearest wall. After he picks a pack of cigarettes from his uniform jacket, he lightens one.

Another few minutes pass. Soon enough, one certain brunette shows up. “There you are. So, what did you want to show me so badly, Yagami?”

As Iori steps on the burnt cigarette, he states. “We’re leaving.”

Kyoko only widens her eyes and raises her eyebrow. “Where?”

“We’re going to visit your father and your original,” Yagami explains while keeping his hands in his pants pockets and approaching the nearest spaceship.

While she follows her partner, she objects. “What you mean by that? But what about Nii-sama? Dad might be upset if I won’t bring him.”

“That’s his problem.” Iori backfires.

‘If anything, he should be afraid for his life and god forbids it if he was one of these bastards who hurt Kyo.’ Or so the redhead thinks while clenching his palm into a fist and momentarily baring his fangs.

After exhaling and lowering his shoulders, he adds. “Your brother is still too weak to go with us. So, you can tell this to your father. Besides, if he is such a kind person as you claim, he should understand you. Don’t you think so?”

At first, the brunette steps back while giving a questioning look. Yet, she follows Iori and nods.

That’s right, during her stay in the Resistance Force, Yagami used to visit her in the Medical Unit every day. Despite these being short ones, it strangely brighten up her day.

Thus, eventually, she started to trust the redhead and noticed that he didn’t mind that much when she tried to tease him.

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After getting into the spaceship, Iori allows Kyoko to sit in the pilot seat while she turns her head and stares at him.

As the redhead sits down next to her, he asks. “Why are you staring at me like this? You should know better where is your father than me. Unless he didn’t tell you how to return home and wanted to get rid of you.”

“You’re wrong! Dad would never do this. Just you wait ‘til you meet him.” The brunette indignantly replies.

Iori only rolls his eyes and points at the display panel with his palm. “Go on and prove to me I’m wrong.”

While Kyoko enters the needed coordinates, she complains. “But thanks to you, I won’t be able to contact him. So, how he’ll know that I’m coming to see him?”

When they finally depart from the Resistance Force, Kyoko sits back and frowns. “Besides, based on what I’ve seen so far, I’m surprised that you rely on a piece of clothing that has zero protection instead of having body armor. You also use such primitive weapons. And I’m not talking about the outdated technology in your base… It’s still amazing how you survived that long.”

Instead of saying anything, Yagami removes the sound transmission device from behind his ear and passes it to the female replica. “Here. Even if it’s an old model and not whatever you used, at least the Empire or anyone else won’t be able to listen to you.”

While Kyoko studies the small device, the redhead’s question makes her turn back. “What’s wrong? Now you can call your oh-so-precious father. Or you don’t know how to use it?”

“Of course, I know! …I think.” The brunette immediately responds.

“Let me give you a hint. You need to scroll the switches until you set to your wanted frequency. Then, if you want to hear anything, put it behind your ear,” Iori explains while he relaxes in the chair and crosses his arms.

Meanwhile, Kyoko carefully follows the instructions and remarks. “It’s a pretty primitive-looking thing. However, I saw something like this lying around in Dad’s room. In any case, hopefully, he is not busy...”

Lastly, Iori closes his eyes and exhales. For now, he waits until they arrive at their destination place, where Kyo is imprisoned.

At the moment, he isn’t much concerned that whoever created this clone would pick up their signal to lure them into a trap.

That’s right, someone bred these replicas for the Empire, and the one sitting next to him might have been not an exception.

More so, she is as naïve as a child creature who would betray him without any sense of guilt or a second thought and wouldn’t understand what she has done.

On the other hand, it’s not important right now. After all, Yagami’s determination to see his long-time partner is stronger than anything.

Even if they are greeted by the armed forces, Iori will unleash his blade and fight anyone until either he or the enemy remains on the field.

He’ll even challenge the Death itself or the entire world if that’s the only way to get to Kyo. Or so the redhead ponders while observing the vast of the never-ending universe through the front window.

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A couple of hours have passed. Thus, the Resistance soldiers finally arrived at their destination place.

The only light source that touched this land was from the spaceship, which revealed a grim and neglected scenery by mankind for years.

Judging from the empty, spacious area surrounded by the dark mist, it was used as a parking area.

But for now, when they step on this strange land, Iori turns on the flashlight and passes it to his partner. “What are you waiting? Show me the way. Or did you think you would trick me into going to the middle of nowhere?”

“Why would I? Dad taught to me to never lie or hide anything from him. Besides, how else I would prove him that Nii-sama is alright? That’s why you need to stay close to me because dad warn me that if you get lost here, no one will help you.” The brunette replies while keeping an eye on Yagami.

As they go deeper into the never-ending darkness, Kyoko explains. “It shouldn’t be far from here. So, we should reach the backdoor of the lab facility where dad works for the evil people. However, I wonder if he is doing fine or if he knows that we’re here…”

Of course, the redhead could tell her why her oh-so-adored father didn’t bother to pick up the signal. However, it would be as pointless as asking the wind not to blow.

More importantly, it may be wiser not to agitate or to stress this replica and play along with her, no matter how ridiculous her world is painted by whoever made her.

For now, Iori closes his eyes and sighs. “I’m sure that he is doing something important.”

In the end, the brunette’s face lightens up, and she nods. “That’s right!”

A second later, she proudly adds. “Perhaps right now he is waiting for me. So, you better be prepared to show him no less than respect when you see him.”

Lastly, Iori only rolls his eyes. “Whatever.”

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After a while, their path becomes brighter. As the female clone of Kyo promised, she kept her word. Thus, soon, they reached the poorly lightened iron gate.

Meanwhile, Kyo only crosses her arms and holds her chin while staring at the pin code panel close to the door.

“What’s wrong? Have you forgotten the password?” Iori asks.

For sure, the redhead’s question makes her turn her head. Yet, she lowers her gaze. “Dad never told me.”

Yagami only indifferently addresses his partner. “And what are you suggesting to do next? Wait until anyone will unlock for us?”

“That’s right.” The brunette briefly answers.

For now, Iori steps forward and pushes Kyoko to the side. “Move.”

A second later, he picks up and lightens his saber blade. After he turns his head, he adds. “Or do you wish to be sliced into pieces?”

“What are you?-” The brunette speaks up before her voice is cut off when Yagami unleashes a powerful strike.

A slash after a slash, and Iori kicks out the cut door.

As soon as the sirens howl and the white corridors flash in crimson, he grabs the stunned brunette’s arm and announces. “We’re going in. Stay close to me or else you’ll meet your father faster than you think. ”

In the end, Yagami storms in through the gateway to hell.

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Meanwhile, in one of the researchers’ rooms. One silver-haired professor is about to doze out before finishing working on the papers.

Suddenly, his guard is caught by the loud sirens and the robotic voice warning. “EMERGENCY ALERT! EMERGENCY ALERT! A GROUP OF TERRORISTS ARE ROAMING FREE IN ISOLATION UNIT!”

After Professor Kurama pushes the chair away and stands up, he fixes his glasses and delightfully smiles like a fox. “My... it was a matter of time before the inevitable happens.”

Just before taking his leave, he adds. “Looks like Miss Fortune favoring us, Kusanagi-kun.”

Despite the midst of the panic and chaos, he walks with noble elegance until someone rushes into him.

“The hell you’re doing? Don’t just stand here!” The senior scientist yells at him.

While the silver-haired male keeps his hands in the medical coat’s pockets, he pulls the pistol and pulls the trigger.

With a bang, the middle-aged scientist’s life thread is cut, and his dead body hits the ground.

For now, Kurama squats and searches that man’s pockets. “Please, you do not need to worry about me.”

When he picks up a key card and puts it into his pocket, he stands up and addresses the corpse. “On the other hand, I would be very grateful for this.”

In the end, the professor heads towards the facility where one test subject is kept before he is sent off to the Imperial Army.

And thus, the great race with time begins in which only one side can succeed.

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