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darkdevasofdestruction · 10 months

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Being in a relationship with Gaoh Ryuki...

( Disclaimer: This is going to have darker tones to it, Reader is from the Inside, and well... We know how awful the inside is, especially for women :) )

Y/N smiled passively, listening to music loud enough to tune out the world as she walked to Yamashita-san's company. As usual, she managed to successfully skip class, so she decided to have her lunch with the old man, whom she sees close to a father figure. Needless to say, though she was so young, she felt the most at home around the old CEO, his secretaries and all the Kengan Fighters, since very young, when she first got involved in the Underground world.

Fixing her cute summer dress, she knocked on the door of his office, and entered. "Yo, Yamashita-san, I brought my famous bento lunch! Let's eat together today!" she spoke cheerfully, only to freeze upon making eye contact with a familiar face. Though she wasn't greeted by the manager himself, she saw her classmate, Koga, bored out of his mind and rather frustrated. She wanted to laugh in his face - She almost couldn't believe he finally managed to get himself in relation to the Underground after so long; But what caught her attention was that brunet man, looking absent-minded. "OH MY GOD, OHMA, YOU'RE ALIVE!" she squealed cheerfully, the lunch pack falling to the ground as she jump-hugged the man, holding him tightly. "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I KNEW YOU COULDN'T BE DEAD! I KNEW IT! YOU'RE TOO STRONG TO DIE, OHMA!" the man didn't speak a word, bewildered, but unable to voice any kind of protest out of shock and confusion. Koga was long since forgotten, yet it was Yamashita Kazuo who cleared her throat, and in the gentlest voice, called out to Y/N. "Y/N... I'm sorry, that's not Ohma. Look again." Y/N froze, and in that moment, the stranger placed his hands gently on her shoulders, pulling her at arms' length, so she could take a better look at his face - Indeed, that wasn't Ohma, but by hell, he looked like they could be twins, or at least a younger brother. "Oh no... You're right... You're not Ohma... But you look so much like him... But you're a bit shorter, and your body isn't as buffed up. Even your hair is a little longer and lighter in shade. Your eyes too... They are dark, but gentler. I should have known better... You couldn't be Tokita Ohma's younger brother by any chance, can you?" she tried, but the boy shook his head, earning a sigh from her. "Sorry to disappoint, miss, but I hope you see this Ohma again some day. My name is Gaoh Ryuki, and I'm here to become a Kengan fighter." Y/N looked up at him, unable to break eye contact, and she smiled. "Yeah, I can see that, alright. You are going to fit very well in this matches. I can feel these things, y'know?" she giggled playfully - Not only was she sure any person with the last name 'Gaoh' would be an excellent fighter, but a survivor of the Inside like himself was sure to make it big in an underground fighting arena. "My name is Y/N L/N, it's lovely meeting you, Ryuki. And I'm sorry again for mistaking you for someone else, that was unnecessarily rude of me."

"Hey, are you just going to ignore me?!" Koga's voice made both Y/N and Ryuki look at him. "How'd you get here, anyway?!" "Question is, how did YOU get here." Y/N chuckled teasingly. "I've been associated with the Kengan Association since I was 10 years old. I have to say, it was rather hilarious seeing you stumble around, trying to find your way to the underground. Gave me quite the laughter." "Wh-What?! How could you -- Hey, why didn't you tell me?! You knew how much I wanted to get in the underground!" Koga frowned, stomping in front of her like a little brat throwing a tantrum. "Why? I think that's obvious, isn't it?" Y/N gave him a wicked smirk, completely shocking the boy, who only knew her as that kind and sweet girl who could do no harm. "It's because you would die the second you stepped inside the arena!" she laughed mockingly at him. "There's no way someone like you, as you are now, could POSSIBLY compete with those MONSTERS!" she turned around properly, stepping in front of him, dangerously close, as if to provoke him. "In fact - You couldn't even defeat ME, let alone an actual fighter!" "What the heck, Y/N, are you trying to challenge me to a fight or what?!" based on her impish, mischievous smirk, the short-tempered boy only got angrier. Before he even got the chance to react, however, he found himself being thrown into the shelf, the whole world rotating aggressively with him. "Yes. I was challenging you. If you can't even react fast enough to defend yourself against a girl, you stand no chance, Koga. You have to gain experience and train properly if you ever want to make a proper debut." Koga seemed to be mumbling, pissed off but unable to protest after what happened. The poor manager was freaking out a little, concerned for the silver haired boy's well-being. "Well, Y/N, Koga is now Yamashita Co.'s apprentice, so he won't fight in an official match any time soon. As you said, he needs to get prepared. As for Ryuki, he is going to become an official fighter." the old man spoke in his usual gentle voice. "Sounds about right. Where does Ryuki stay?" it might seem like a peculiar question, but the old manager knew very well the reason behind it. "Both Ryuki and Koga are staying over at my place." he explained simply. "How about that. Ryuki, would you like to stay over at my place? I bet it gets rather crowded at the old man's place." Ryuki looked attentively in the sly girl's eyes, and he could easily pick up on the undertone behind her proposal. With a quick look at the old man, seeking approval, Ryuki smiled innocently and agreed.

Y/N didn't wait to hear Koga's yells of protest, for she hooked her arm to Ryuki's and guided him out of there, enjoying a nice walk all the way to her home.

"What is it that you wanted to speak with me?" Y/N smiled, hearing his words. "Ah, pretty AND smart, I like it." she chuckled leisurely. "I know you're from the Inside - Surely, you know that about myself also. I didn't want to reveal it in front of Koga, he doesn't get these things. He is too... Innocent." "I noticed." he nodded his head. "Have you gotten out of the Inside recently?" she asked softly, and he affirmed. "Did you have anyone to teach you how to read and write?" he shook his head. "And do you want to?" "I suppose that could be useful." he shrugged his shoulders absent-minded. "I got adopted when I was 10 years old, and we escaped. Mum was super smart, and she started studying and became a CEO. Dad became her fighter. I had the privilege of leading a rather beautiful life for the second half of my life." soon, they arrived in front of a large mansion, with a beautiful flower garden and an outside pool. Ryuki could only stare, mesmerised at the lush opulence displayed before him. "Please, make yourself at home. Dad's going to love you." "Y/N... This is really too much." Ryuki mumbled, feeling a little uncomfortable. "I know, it took a while to get used to it - For all of us - But, you know... We deserve it, after what we've gone through, don't you think?" the boy looked at her with a small yet appreciative smile. He couldn't say that he went through that many atrocious things to begin with, but he wasn't blind to the suffering of the others who hadn't the privilege of being adopted by a man to care for them and teach them how to fight. He couldn't imagine what Y/N went through, but at least now, she was fine.

✩ Here, at your home, you taught Ryuki how to read and write.

✩ You often hung around with him and Koga for pubs, restaurants, shopping and what not - Though obviously, Y/N paid for everything, as she was the only one actually earning money to begin with.

✩ Though Ryuki needn't glasses, he got a fashion pair, and you thought he looked adorable.

✩ Also, you loved buying him all the most ridiculous and cute Tshirts and sweaters.

✩ He even agreed to have matching outfits!

✩ You could completely understand why he spoke so freely about killing, and his lack of remorse - You were the same, and unfortunately, you always end up indulging him, without realising.

✩ Life on the Inside left a powerful mark on both of your lives, and even though you left that place physically, a part of you will always be affected by the time spent there, fending for yourselves.

✩ It wasn't until Himuro pointed it out to you, that you realised your lack of care of the life of others wasn't exactly normal behaviour.

✩ You, Himuro and Ryuki ended up pairing up, while Kaneda took Koga to Seki's Wrestling arena, to train.

✩ When the Kengan vs Purgatory Tournament was announced, you assigned your Dad to be one of the original fighters, along with Gaolang and Dad's best friend, Wakatsuki.

✩ You could tell that Ryuki was being just polite with you, at least at the beginning - There was a shallowness and emptiness to his smile, but with time, and your mutual hatred for the Worms, you started feeling some trust in one another.

✩ You cheered for him when he went to fight Jose in the wrestling ring, and even kissed his cheek as a victory prize, to which he smiled like a cute puppy getting a treat.

✩ You were impressed with his way of explaining the footwork game to Koga, and played the referee for them - It was easy for you to understand Ryuki's words, and even wanted to play with him yourself, it looked like a lot of fun, though Koga was getting a little frustrated.

✩ He couldn't understand Ryuki as well as you did, and you often had to translate it in easier words for him.

✩ Koga took Ryuki shopping again, and though he tried to get him to adopt a super cool street style, well, Ryuki definitely preferred something more comfortable and cute.

✩ Ryuki even admitted to you that it was rather fun hanging out with Koga once in a while, though he was a little weird.

✩ When the two boys were taken to the Purgatory to explore a little, you refused to go, out of sheer ego and arrogance.

✩ Over the time, Ryuki began confessing to you about his active effort in eliminating the Worms, and you supported him whole-heartedly; They had to be eliminated forever.

✩ This time, however, Koga witnessed his killing, and Ryuki couldn't understand why he was to upset and angry at him - Didn't he know how evil the Worms are?

✩ You try to explain to him that Koga is completely unfamiliar with the way the Inside works, and even the Underground, and that he shouldn't take it too heart, he'll get over it eventually.

✩ You even tried to talk to Koga, but he outright refused to listen to anything you said in Ryuki's defense.

✩ When you heard that Ryuki's proper employment match was against Akoya, you shuddered in deep fear and tried to reason with Yamashita, but there was nothing he could do.

✩ You told Ryuki about how much of a psychopath monster Akoya is, and how terrifying he can get, but he only smiled brightly at you, kissing your cheek and reassuring you that he'll win - For you.

✩ You have no idea when you started caring so much for Ryuki, but watching him getting brutalized by Akoya made your eyes sting with forming tears, and your heart was aching, the same way as when you watched Cosmo getting tortured by him.

✩ When you saw Ryuki stopping himself from delivering a killing blow, despite being mounted, on the ground, and vulnerable, you realised that Koga's words affected him so much that he allowed himself to get hit until he lost consciousness.

✩ "LEAVE HIM ALONE, AKOYA!" you yelled at him, jumping over the gate and grabbing his wrist as Paula the referee announced the match over. Thankfully, Katahara's bodyguards were there to aid you in stopping that psycho from killing Ryuki.

✩ You immediately knelt by Ryuki's side, helping him stand, and took a handkerchief to wipe away the blood caking his face, before pulling him into an embrace, his face cradled to your soft chest.

✩ If it weren't for the blood on his face, he would have blushed at the proximity.

✩ After the fight, you allowed him and Koga to make up, all alone, though you remained with Yamashita and Kaede, lowkey spying on them, happy that they were finally getting better.

✩ For the next month until the Purgatory fight, you watched Ryuki train in your courtyard, sometimes sparring with your Dad and getting better and better with each fight.

✩ And your Dad ended up liking his so much, that they have a Father-Son relationship of sorts, which almost gets you jealous. Just kidding, they are adorable.

✩ It was the first time you told someone of your Mum's tragic death, and how you had to take over as the CEO at barely 13 years of age; Though your Dad took it the hardest, and never recovered from the loss.

✩ You told him how you were an orphan at first and how you have no idea how you survived until the age of 5 in the worst district known to mankind, Rikuko, before a mafioso kidnapped you, trafficked you and pimped you out until the age of 10, when one of the newer prostitutes along with a client rescued you and took you as their own, with the wish of escaping this hell.

✩ It wasn't an easy escape, and you continued being in danger until you stepped foot over the custom line - And even then, you lived in poverty until your Mum's smarts and Dad's prowess landed you with a whole goldmine and a life of luxury.

✩ You even admitted to Ryuki only that you're still actually afraid of sleeping by yourself, and you don't feel safe even in your own home, despite the guards on the premises.

✩ Since then, Ryuki offered to sleep in the same room with you.

✩ Initially, he wanted to sleep on the ground, unable to look at your beautiful body wearing only a thin and short nightgown.

✩ When you pull him to bed and cuddle with him though, he's completely lost in the warmth and holds you to his chest without any seconds thoughts.

✩ Sleeping together like this becomes more natural for you than anything else.

✩ Sometimes, when he thinks you're asleep, he'll whisper sweet things into your ear, or play with your hair absent-minded, or kiss your forehead; All these things calm him down so much, though he doesn't know why.

✩ Your Dad always jokes about how cute you two are together, and how you'll end up getting married soon.

✩ You have cute dates just strolling around the park, enjoying a coffee at the cafe, or rollerblading around idly.

✩ Or, at night, he'd show you fun 'games' that his grandpa used to help him train, and considering the Gaoh style is more or less proclaimed a coward style, Ryuki thought it would be useful for you to learn, in case you got attacked and needed a quick escape.

✩ When you were told that Yamashita and Koga got attacked and the boy was in hospital, you quickly took the car and drove that way, only for the door to swing open and see, this time, the real Ohma.

✩ "OHMA!" the same as with Ryuki, you jumped on Ohma, this time, 100% sure it was the real one. The man patted your head, smiling down at you - He knew how much you missed him, even though you only met during the Kengan Annihilation Tournament, but with the amount of times he saved you from Rihito's harassing, he became as good as your elder brother. Not to mention, you always cheered and bet on his fights, especially after he destroyed Raian.

✩ Though, the pyscho Kure devil was also fun to hang around, but even better to tease - Yet it always backfired tenfold.

✩ Despite how friendly you were with the two fighters, Ryuki couldn't stand how they were telling Koga to give up on the idea of joining the competition - You had to agree with them though, despite how much he's worked out in the past half a year, he was still nowhere near the level of the veteran legends of the Kengan Annihilation Tournament, which represented most of the roster to begin with.

✩ Both you and Raian had to point out, more or less, that Ohma simply meant he couldn't participate for the moment, especially with all those injuries, and Narushima seemed rather emboldened by it.

✩ Ryuki was in a gloomy mood the whole night though, and you couldn't snap him out of it until you were sent to the island where the Tournament was taking place.

✩ You were so happy to see most of your old friends again, and made sure to have nice conversations with all of them, especially with Misasa, with whom you shared a fighting style. Small and cute people like you had to defend yourselves somehow!

✩ Of course, for the first fight, everyone had to argue amongst themselves on who the should go first - Poor Gaolang got so pissed that he simply went on ahead to calm the waters.

✩ His shameless defeat shook you to the core, and you ended up protesting loudly at how unfair it was, playing by the weakling rule of a ringout.

✩ You hugged Gaolang tightly, reassuring him that he was the real winner in the Kengan's eyes.

✩ Next, that German Powerhouse of meat, Julius, won against Pineapple Head.

✩ Your favourite fight, however, was Misasa's, whom you nicknamed Ken, and you were Barbie the CEO. Not only was it fun to watch him fight, but he completely humiliated that traitor for betraying not only Kengan, but Katahara especially.

✩ The next fighter was Naidan, a Mongolian fighter, who coincidentally was also a White Worm, who directly provoked Ryuki into fighting him.

✩ Not only you, but your Dad also, tried to warn the boy to keep his wits about him and not lose his mind over revenge; Hopefully, he will be fine.

✩ Koga also got in the stands next to you, to get a better view of the fight, though all of you were on the edge.

✩ Naidan was, unfortunately, far stronger than Ryuki, and no matter how much the boy wanted to hold back from killing, to keep his promise to Koga... He had to get serious, otherwise, he would just end up dead.

✩ Naidan was provoking and confusing Ryuki so bad, to the point of him losing his mind - Though he started attacking faster, he completely disregarded his own safety.

✩ Just like in the fight with Akoya, Ryuki ended up on the ground, mounted and roughly strangled to the point of almost fainting.

✩ Though he wanted, even to the bitter end, to keep away from killing - Naidan forced him to kill him.

✩ Ryuki was devastated and lost completely.

✩ You were the first to run over to Ryuki, shamelessly kicking Naidan's corpse from above him, before falling to the ground and grabbing Ryuki in a tight embrace, telling him everything was going to be okay and that it wasn't his fault. It was self-defense. Koga agreed with you also, once he got over.

✩ You were so angry on Ryuki's behalf, that when Liu tried to attack him, you immediately leapt to your feet and deflected his punch, cursing at him and telling him to get the hell away from you.

✩ Thankfully, Ohma and the others came by also, taking over for you so you could return to Ryuki.

✩ During Agito's match against yet another filthy Worm, you and Koga tried, and failed, to comfort Ryuki.

✩ In the end, Ryuki asked to be left alone for a while, and you could do nothing but watch as he left the arena, into a dark corridor, to sulk all alone.

✩ Raian's fight was next, and you found yourself laughing almost hysterically as he split his Wu opponent in two. Poor Koga looked at you like you had mental problems.

✩ Meguro's supposed brother, Hayami Masaki, went on to win the next match against one of the two Kings of the Purgatory, Jurota, yet you had no clue that Ryuki ended up getting corrupted by none other than Kiryu Setsuna, whom you thought long dead.

✩ Akoya's match against Nicolas ended up in a draw, and unfortunately, Nitoku lost just like Gaolang, over a stupid Ringout, against that emotional idiot Liu Dongcheng.

✩ At least Naoya, wearing a clown outfit, won against Terashi... Though, you still couldn't quite understand why he was wearing such a ridiculous get-up to begin with.

With three more matches to go, Ryuki finally decided to return, all but bewitched by Setsuna's magic, yet just in time to say his good wishes to your Dad fighting; He had no idea why you looked so angry though.

"You will NOT be fighting now! Let Tsuki-san fight! Let Ohma fight! They won't lose their mind in a fight, but you WILL!" you yelled at your father. It was the first time anyone ever heard you raising your voice. "Sorry, honeybunch, but I gotta. Ain't no way I'm letting that fucker humiliate you like that." your Dad kept his back at you, cracking his knuckled. "TO HELL WITH HUMILIATION, SOME WORDS DON'T HURT ME ANYMORE! HE'S GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU MORON! WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITHOUT YOU?!" everyone in the Kengan arena watched as you kept screaming at your father, while he could only glare at the ugly bastard waiting and taunting him in the ring. "N'aww, cutie, why you got so little faith in me? Your mum woulda be much more encouraging." he chuckled dryly. "No, mum would have slapped your face for being so fucking dumb, that's what she'd've done!" you gripped the back of his shirt, trying to budge him. "I am the CEO! I am directly FORBIDDING you from stepping into the ring!" Your father hung his head, remaining silent for a few seconds. "Yo, Wakatsuki. When my little babygirl marries Ryuki, won'tcha be walkin' her down the aisle for me?" the poor man looked with extreme confusion and bewilderment at his friend. "I think you should be doing that yourself, friend." Takeshi replied. "He's saying that because this dumbass KNOWS he has every chance of getting provoked into a blind rage and getting himself killed!" your frustrated scream only shocked those around you. "Mama's really lonely up there, y'know? And I miss her like hell. Someone's gotta keep her company." your grip fell lax, and you felt your body grow cold and unresponsive. "What about me, then? Are you going to leave me all alone? Am I not your child? What about me?!" you felt tears streaming down your cheeks silently. "WHAT ABOUT ME?!" "My only happiness in life was your mother, and seeing you grow in the beautiful and intelligent young lady that you are. You're gonna be safe now." he started stepping towards the ring. "Forgive me, Y/N."

✩ You remained completely absent from everything around you, almost like you were all alone, in another dimension, forced to watch your father being massacred by the very mafioso who destroyed your early childhood. His looks could resemble Alan Wu after Raian ripped him apart.

✩ Ryuki's heart ripped in two, finally brought back to reality by the raw shriek of anguish, and the distraught expression on your face as you violently ripped and tugged away at your gorgeous velvety hair.

✩ When the mafioso dares speak ill of your father for being weak, and even throwing crass and improper comments on your child-body, not only Ryuki, but Wakatsuki also, wanted to beat the crap out of him - But you were faster.

✩ All spectators gasped as you took out a dagger holding your hair in a pretty updo, and with perfect Silat and Systema moves, you hacked away at the evil-doer, slashing away at his flesh, digging into his chest, ripping him apart, stabbing his skull, until he reverted into nothing but mush and porridge. People were screaming at the murder taking place for a fourth time before their eyes, and not the referee, or the fighters could hold you down.

✩ Ryuki was the only one capable of prying you away from that monster, and even though he tried to hold you into his arms, like you always did for him, you were on such high alert that you pushed him away, yelling at him not to touch you.

✩ Koga followed after you, and though he tried to reprimand you for slaughtering a man, his heart was also broken, having finally found out your story, and understanding now why you always took Ryuki's side and excusing his murders.

✩ When you got home, you cried the whole night and there was nothing Ryuki could do, except stay there with you, making sure you didn't feel afraid, all alone, in such a huge mansion. He, too, mourned your father's death, having gotten close to him over the course of time.

✩ "Ryuki... Do you want to be my company's fighter? I don't want to ever lose you. Not you too." he agreed.

✩ After the Kengan vs Purgatory Tournament, Ryuki joined Setsuna and Akoya in defeating the Worms, while you supported them with funds and information.

✩ Since then, you contacted Misasa, Retsudo and Rolon so that all three of you could teach you their own variations of Silat, as it was the best fighting style for you.

✩ When the Berserker Bowl took place, you cheered on Ryuki all the time - Though you were shocked when he ultimately lost against Koga.

✩ That wasn't the big issue though. What hurt the most was that... Rihito won. There is no atrocity in life bigger than Rihito winning anything in life. Useless man with ugly shorts.

✩ With this loss, Ryuki had a revelation, amidst a lot of confusion - He completely severed ties with Setsuna, and decided to speak to you, Ohma and Yamashita, about going by himself to the Inside, to have a talk with his grandfather. Too many of his convictions got shaken up in the few months spent Outside, and he needed to get some questions answered.

✩ Albeit reticent and afraid, you gave him the blessing of going.

✩ As reassurance, Ryuki kissed your lips for the first time, promising you that, when he returns, he will ask you out.

✩ Though you and Koga waited and waited, the Summer ended, and Ryuki hadn't come back. Naturally, you began to worry, so you created a small party to get to the Inside and rescue him, including Ohma, Retsudo, Himuro and Rei.

✩ Ryuki's GPS tracker stopped somewhere around Rohza district - Not the worst, but not the best place to live either. That place, however, wasn't a district anymore, but a contested place for a turf war by all sides, as every minute, the borders of the districts keep changing and changing actively.

✩ Both Ohma and you explained to Yamashita how dangerous it is to live in the Inside, and that not even people living there would dare cross districts through that place, and instead, take cautious steps through the Outside.

"So you're going through Rohza? That's a good choice." Kushida Rin spoke, once the four of you returned to Yamashita's office. "Rohza and Hachio are the more relatively safe parts of the Inside, but you'd have to go through Goyu to get to the disputed territory through Hachio." though she got a little flustered when Kaede mentioned how well versed she is about the geography of that god-forsaken place. It seems she wasn't aware Rin was also from there. "How about Rikuko?" Koga asked innocently. "THAT'S PLACE IS HELL ON EARTH! NEVER EVER GET EVEN CLOSE TO IT!" Rin shrieked, visibly shaken up. "... That was my home for 10 years." you bit your lip, shivering softly just remembering that place. "There are no words to describe that place. I bet even Hell is a kinder place than Rikuko. I home it gets burnt to the ground, along with all the people living there. No, rather, all those fucking monsters." Koga looked at your disturbed and disgusted face, and felt a tremor of sheer fright go down his spine.

✩ You reached the huge wall separating the Outside with the Inside, and felt your heart covering with a blanket of ice and numbness, seeing the destruction and desolation of this place. You never wanted to return to this place, but Ryuki needed saving, and you couldn't abandon him.

✩ You got to the Black Market, and followed the safest route that Retsu's men could scout, but before, you took lodging in a dilapidated place, provided by the General himself.

✩ Instead of going to eat with Ohma and Koga, you remained with the others, and though you couldn't find the power to speak much, you went through packs of cigarettes to try and sooth your stress. You didn't.

✩ Himuro especially expressed his worry for your helped, but you simply smirked and showed him you just puffed them as a bad fixation habit.

✩ When those two returned, Koga explained that Setsuna visited them and told them some info about Ryuki and Mukaku's safe houses and what not. When you told Koga that you were well aware that Ryuki continued to kill Worms with him, he got frustrated, grabbing yours shoulders and shaking you, screaming at you for allowing him to murder.

✩ You simply punched him away, not wanting to bother with explanations.

✩ The next morning after breakfast, the General sent a lackey to call them over, and he asked for one of the party to defeat one of his men, to see if you deserve an escort.

✩ Without a second thought, you stepped forwards, ready to face the hulky man with swirly tattoos.

✩ The only one to protest was Koga, but Retsu shut him up.

"I'm far too angry to pretend I'm an innocent little princess. I'm here to rescue my boyfriend and return home, with all the party members intact and in good shape. So, let's get it over with, shall we?"

✩ You took out your dagger and played around with it, before going to attack the large man holding a knife.

✩ Of course, you were in a playful mood, so like a cat playing with its prey, you confused him with a few good side-steps, before placing the tip of your dagger to his neck artery. "Should I kill you, or do you surrender?"

✩ The general stopped the fight, offering you your guide as he watched you high-fiving the other men in your party who praised your techniques.

✩ The Nameless Guide guided you through the Underground, through the Second Layer, and when descending back to the surface, they were brought to a path that led to a temple.

✩ Out of nowhere, an old man with a large meat cleaver attacked Ohma - He looked incredibly hostile, claiming you were Worms - Koga had to clear up the misunderstanding, though you could smell the bullshit. The old man was a shit liar, and the others seemed to be sensing the same.

✩ He claims Ryuki dropped by about a week prior, but he wasn't around anymore. Somehow, you couldn't believe him. Though he doesn't know where he could be, he explained that Ryuki is indispensable to the Worm, as both him and Ohma are clones of the Connector.

✩ When Himuro's phone beeped, you took out your cigarette pack and followed him and Retsudo outside of the temple, voicing your concerns of the blatant truth avoidance.

✩ You pointed out your belief that Mukaku might have attacked Ohma, thinking it was Ryuki - But why would he attack the child he raised?

✩ When you returned to the temple, Mukaku told you a story of his youth, of him getting in the inside, taking the many Niko as his students, how the Worms made the Inside, the Gu Chamber Ritual, and how during the field trip to Gakigahara Forest, the Nikos ended up killing each other as two of them defected to the Worm side. Ohma's Master, Tokita Niko, was the only one left.

✩ He went on to say that, after attacking a Worm base, he found baby Ryuki and took him under his wing.

✩ Koga got all chummy with the old man, cutting log and wrestling around. Ohma and Himuro kept trying to find any lie in the old man's tale, while you looked at Retsudo speaking on the phone in the distance. He, like yourself, had your doubts about Mukaku.

✩ When finally Retsu returned, he told Mukaku that his men found Ryuki and was taken into custody. The old man's reaction, as well as his shift in gaze, was enough to confirm his lies.

✩ You tried to ask the old man of Ryuki's location - Clearly, he was somewhere on the premises - But the revelation came through, that Mukaku was actually a Worm.

✩ Retsu revealed the Gaoh style is a hoax, and it was just a revived Nameless style, and that the old man was a Remnant of Wowang. Of course, he got hostile, and though dumbass Koga had to go ahead and get himself in trouble, needing rescue from Ohma, you and Retsu, followed by the dumbass boy, ran away to a storehouse where Himuro was waiting. It was the place Ryuki was kept at.

✩ Not inside the house, but underground in a cellar that stank of death, rot and decay worse than anything you've ever encountered before.

✩ Using the lighter's flame, you went on ahead, seeing the countless skeletons and rotting corpses, and all the way in the back, shackled by the wrists, a beaten up Ryuki, half-conscious, was hanging there.

✩ Though Koga's loud scream rang painfully through your ears, you rushed ahead to rescue your boyfriend. Thankfully, despite how bad he looked, his breathing and pulse were just fine.

✩ Soon, Mukaku led Ohma to the cellar after surrendering - There was nothing else he could do, he says. He explained the true purpose of Wowang, and how they wanted to kill the Connector. He also mentioned how all the bones around are the remains of all the kids who couldn't become Niko. How awful.

✩ Though a little confusing, he spoke of Shen Wulong, the Connector, being a clone of his predecessor, and how the Worm was continuing to clone to create the most perfect iteration of the Connector. Mukaku wanted to destroy all closing facilities - Apparently, all attempts at cloning Shen were failures, and with the facilities destroyed, Ryuki was the last existing clone of him.

✩ That's why he sent Ryuki to Kengan - To lure the Worm and get the chance to kill Shen Wulong.

✩ Of course, Koga's temper got the best of him, and Ohma had to hold him back from injuring himself against that beast of a man.

"Guys, forget him, he's none of our concern. Shen Wulong is going to have a lot of fun, finishing the job of killing all those worthless Wowang cockroaches. We came here for Ryuki, so let's get him to safety already." though they agreed, Ryuki, woken up, used all of his strength to cling on you and get in a sitting position, to get a chance to speak to his grandpa. "Were you... Just using me... Grandpa?" his broken voice shattered your heart. "Why else would I keep you? The only reason you're still alive today is 'cause you're the clone of the Connector - That piece of shit wants you back, no matter what. Then again, I find it hard to believe - How can a weakling like you be one of HIS clones? What a failure the last clone turned out to be." it wasn't just Koga, but Himuro also, seething with rage and cursing the old man. "I understand. You're not my grandpa anymore." Ryuki sighed, defeated and depressed, hanging his head.

Before you left, you took the opportunity to land one clean punch, breaking Mukaku's nose. "That's for breaking my boyfriend's heart." you hissed at him, before slashing at his cheek with your dagger. "And that's for hurting him." you turned your back to him, supporting your boyfriend up. "Heed my words, old man. Run away. Shen Wulong is going to massacre a weakling like you!" you laughed, taunting him and rushing the boy out of the stinking cellar.

✩ Ohma spoke his sage words, reassuring the two boys, as Retsu simply suggested to get the hell out of there already.

✩ Ryuki got the best medical treatment, and you stood by his side, next to his bed, until he was finally released.

✩ He hadn't spoken much at the beginning, but in the end, he allowed himself to cry a little, in the comfort of your arms. The betrayal had hit him hard.

✩ When you finally returned to your home, he was very clingy and didn't want to spend any moment apart from you. He was like a cute, clingy panda, just seeking your affection and attention.

✩ It was during his most vulnerable time that he first confessed how much he loves you and how grateful he is for everything you've done for him, and especially, the endless love you bore for him.

✩ Koga would continue teasing you for being so overly affectionate with each other, but you simply shrug.

✩ The three of you continue hanging around often.

✩ When you get intimate for the first time, Ryuki is very attentive, to make sure you're comfortable and not afraid of his touch - He knows very well what you went through, and wants to make sure you're feeling okay all the time.

✩ He's so gentle all the time, and he kisses you the entire time. He can't get enough of your lips.

✩ He loves missionary the most because he can take it slow, with you in his arms, amd he can suffocate you with all his love and passion, cradling your face, kissing your forehead, seeing all of your cute expressions and those sweet thrills you make for him.

✩ Ryuki's love for you is pure and innocent, and he only ever focuses on you and your pleasure.

✩ He gets off on making you feel good, and he loves taking his sweet time in bed, taking you over the edge many times.

✩ Just like your Dad predicted, Ryuki proposed pretty quickly, after he won an important match for your company - Of course, your fighter friends were present and cheered for you.

✩ That night, he told you your Dad talked to him about you and the prospect of marriage pretty often, told him about his relationship with your mum, and it inspired him to become a better man for you, worthy of becoming your husband.

✩ He doesn't know yet entirely what real life in the Outside means, but he has time to learn, and people to teach him - His most important goals were to protect you and that precious smile of yours for as long as he's alive.

✩ Though your wedding wasn't big, with many guests, it was grandiose and all of you and your dearest friends of Kengan and Purgatory were invited. Alright, maybe that's quite a lot of people actually.

✩ As promised, Wakatsuki walked you down the aisle, and with Mokichi being the priest holding the ceremony, Elena was the flower girl and the ring bearer.

✩ Koga was the best man and Sayaka was your Maid of Honour.

✩ When Ryuki saw you as a bride, he almost started shaking with emotion, a huge grin on his face and shining like a happy golden retriever - He only needed a tail to wag.

✩ He was so impatient for you to get over to him already, and since he had no idea how the ceremony was supposed to go, he kissed you before Mokichi could even say a word.

✩ You are happy.

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Being in a relationship with Wakatsuki Takeshi... Being in a relationship with Yoroizuka Saw Paing... Being in a relationship with Kure Raian... Being in a relationship with Tokuno’o Tokumichi... Being in a relationship with Kano Agito... Being in a relationship with Gaolang Wongsawat... Being in a relationship with Gaoh Ryuki... Being in a relationship with Narushima Koga...

#kengan ashura #kengan ashura imagine #kengan ashura x reader #tokita ohma #wakatsuki takeshi #gaoh ryuki #gaoh ryuki x reader #gaoh ryuki imagine #narushima koga #himuro ryo #katahara retsudo #yamashita kazuo #kushida rin #akiyama kaede #shen wulong #tokita niko #kengan omega #kengan omega x reader #kengan omega imagine

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shadowywizardarcade · 2 years

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imagine kissing this man after he finished eating a plate full of bugs.

Bro got the centipede chompers

#kengan omega #kenganverse #kengan ashura #ohma tokita #tokita ohma #yamashita kazuo #ilovethismanbutwouldnotbecaughtdeadkissinghisbuginfestedmouth stilllovehimtho

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aneenasevla · 2 years

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Kengan Semi-realistic Sketches Part 3

Requests from Reddit/Tumblr/Twitter

Kaolan/Gaolang Wongsavat

Yamashitakazuo

Wakatsuki Takeshi

Meguro Masaki

Comment who shall I draw next!

#kengan ashura #kengan omega #kenganverse #meguro masaki #wakatsuki takeshi #gaolang wongsawat #yamashita kazuo #yamashitakazuo #fanart #my art #sketch

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hoe4rairai · 2 years

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Lets Play Imagine :

Kenga characters and what they would be to you - Part one :

Wakatsuki : My husband the father of my non existing kids 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

Raian: the man I used to fuck with when I am bored, my high school crush,the guy I used to partner with in any crime and laugh about it later the one I would had lost my Virginity to😈

Ohma: my older brother 🙋‍♂️

Fusui: my bestie the one I would go the extra mile for and get into dirt with just for fun 🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️

Erioh : my role model 👴⛩️

Kazuo Yamashita : my role model ⛩️👴

Agito : the one I will always admire secretly but will never tell, just to not upset my husband 😇🤩

Cosmo : the child I would love to have.🙆‍♂️ and I would love to do styles to his beautiful long hair 😍

Sekibayashi : the man who trains me and I trust him with my life 🧘‍♀️💪

https://hoe4rairai.tumblr.com/post/690197431114170368/kenga-characters-and-what-they-would-be-to-you

#kengan headcanons #kengan ashura #kenganverse #kengan ashura imagines #kengan omega #kengan oc #wakatsuki takeshi #raian kure #ohma tokita #kure fusui #erioh kure #yamashita kazuo #kanoh agito #cosmo imai #sekibayashi jun

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useless-bi-otch · 11 months

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Cookies'n Cream - Chapter 32

Last chapter / MasterList / art by @aneenasevla

Chapter 32 - Loyalty

TIMELINE: This chapter takes place at the same time as Heavy Bakery’s Chapter 34, under a different POV. You can read it here

Okubo did his second getaway race of the night, with his girlfriend acting as his navigator, only this time following a taxi through the streets of Tokyo.

"Only that guy would leave like that without saying anything to anyone," Okubo grumbles, at the wheel. "He could've asked for our help, he knew we were there! But no, he has to sort things out on his own… looks like someone I know," He looks in the rearview mirror at Rihito, in the backseat with Himuro and Kaneda.

"Are you going to throw this in my face for the rest of our fucking lives?," Rihito grunts, frowning in the rearview mirror. "Let bygones be bygones! And anyway, we have a much more important matter to deal with."

"True," Kaneda nods, seriously. "We still don't know what happened to-"

"Why does she get to call shotgun?!," Rihito interrupts him, pointing indignantly at the front seat, where Tomori was sitting. "I always had that privilege in your car!"

"Your loss," Okubo decrees without taking his eyes off the road. "When the car owner has a girlfriend, she always calls shotgun. It's an iron rule. Deal with it."

"I have to agree," Himuro nods.

"And what are you?! A Shotgun Expert or a Gigolo?!," Rihito shouts, crossing his arms.

"Can't I be both?!," Himuro makes a face. Kaneda just groans, throwing his head back.

"If this is our new normal, it's going to take some getting used to it..."

"Guys, please. Naoh, to the left! The taxi's headed for the perimeter!,” Tomori points, seriously, and Okubo immediately turns the car at high speed around the curve, almost passing by another car that honked fiercely. "That's it, I can see it! Oh! He's stopping at that hospital!"

"Fuck, the Hospital?!," Himuro widens his eyes. "This is more serious than I thought."

"I fucking told you! I'm going to park, Tomoh, calm down," Okubo says, entering the parking lot.

Tomori sees Ohma getting out of the taxi and running to the front door, not shatering the glass door by a hair. It makes her heart skip a beat. If Ohma, calm as he was, was that desperate...

"Boys, I'm going first!," She says to them as soon as Okubo turns the key in the ignition and turns off the car, taking off her seat belt and opening the door abruptly. "I'll ask about her at reception! Follow me when you can!"

And she then bolts toward the building, for the second time that night. Only this time, the thing seemed more serious. Much more serious.

"Hey, wait!," Okubo was about to say but the madwoman had already run ahead. Then he looks to the side and seems to be startled by something. "Ahhh, shit!," He closes the car door on reflex. Kaneda sees the headlight beam right in his face before another car approaches at high speed…

"AAAAAAH FUCK!," The other three idiots scream in the backseat, practically running over each other in an attempt to stay as far away from the impact point as possible, talking on top of each other in the midst of desperation. Okubo only has time to hug his own head. When the sound of screeching tires comes and the impact doesn't happen, they dare to peek through the windows. "Who's the loose nut that...!"

"Oh, my God…," Kaneda stammers suddenly, sounding like a victim of post-traumatic stress disorder. "I know that car…"

"So do we," Rihito and Himuro speak at the same time, trembling at the base.

* * *

Tomori turns to the side and sees a car pulling up masterfully next to Okubo's with a drift. She holds her breath when she sees how the car didn't hit her boyfriend's by a hair, but sighs in relief when she sees that it was Hiro. That nutjob...

He comes running and stops beside her, out of breath. "Tomoh! You're here already! I came running as fast as I could when I got the call! Have you seen her?!"

"Not yet, but what happened?! I-"

"Something serious! She was attacked!!," Hiro follows her, opening the glass door with a push. "I swear, that woman will be the death of us one of these days!"

"What?!," Tomori doesn't pay attention to hospital norms and screams, her stomach plummeting and freezing with fear. "By whom? Another one of those thugs?!"

"I don't know! I was only told that things didn't look good!," Hiro explains as they head towards reception, the blood pounding in Tomori's ears as she tries not to panic. Good God, why did these things keep happening to her friend? She deserved peace more than anyone here! Why did the universe insist on testing her like that?!

They finally make it to the front desk, bypassing the short line and running straight to the attendant, who looks up, a little startled, when Hiro nearly bumps into the counter in his flurry.

"Oomori Kanami! Where is she? They said she's in this hospital, right?," he asks, snorting from the rush.

“We got a call that she had a serious accident,” Tomori was almost jumping with nervousness, her eyes watering. She had to be alright, help surely didn't arrive too late, please, please...!

"Sir, Miss, please calm down. She is fine."

The two immediately turned around at the sound of that voice. The blonde woman, dressed as a secretary, approached looking directly at them. Despite being serious and a little pale, she was composed, remaining calm. It took a couple of seconds for them to recognize her.

Hiro looks at the woman, straightening up. He stares at her seriously, his tone firmer than usual when he speaks:

"Oh, you're Mr. Yamashita's secretary… where is she? We want..."

"Yes, we want to see her!"

The exclamation makes them jump a little. Okubo arrived out of breath at reception too, stopping and even sliding a few inches across the smooth floor until he stopped in front of a very surprised Kaede, who blinked.

"And what are you doing here, Okubo Naoya?"

"I was at Tomori's parents' house," He explains quickly, running over his words, because dammit, it was much easier to give the abbreviated explanation than to go on about the Via crucis that Tomori and he had done that night. "We almost had a heart attack when we heard about what happened… tell me she's awake."

"Oh, wow," Kaede adjusts her glasses. "Well, I…"

"Kaede!"

Holy shit, how many more scares would they have that night?! There came Rihito, Himuro and Kaneda, out of breath and sweating, followed by Koga and Ryuki, both looking terrified. Just seeing that expression on the usually indifferent face of the boy identical to Ohma was enough to make Tomori's anxiety rise.

"We saw you three running out of the Kengan match, what happened?," Koga asks anguished. "Ohma didn't seem seriously injured… so we thought…"

"Koga, Ryuki," Kaede sighs. "Calm down, she is…"

"Okubo! Holy crap, you were faster than us!," Rihito exclaims, his voice too loud for the confines of a hospital. "We saw the two kids running like crazy, right after the match..."

"Guys, please…," The receptionist said quietly, intimidated by all these muscleheads, but it didn't look like anyone there was willing to listen to her. They were all talking at the same time, wanting to hear from Kanami or arguing with each other.

"Oh, my…," Tomori blinks, seeing the confusion at the reception. She wanted to scream at them all to shut up, anxiety over Kanami's condition being compounded by frustration. She just wanted to know how her friend was doing, holy shit-

"SILENCE, ALL OF YOU!"

And apparently, Mr. Yamashita's secretary was perfectly capable of taking care of that little problem, because all it took was one shout and all the men immediately fell silent, surprised and cowering; Rihito was even pouting. Damn, she would get along well with Kanami...

Kaede takes a deep breath and continues, "Kanami is fine, she had an accident. Ohma and Mr. Yamashita are upstairs with her. Please, no riots. Visiting hours for today are over, so anyone who has a phone, let the desperate other know that everything is fine and she is doing well. Mr. Hiro and Miss Uta," She turns to Hiro and Tomori. "You two are closest to her, so I'll accompany you. The rest of you, please kindly leave the hospital and wait outside. You're bothering the other patients."

"Hey, what about us?," Koga steps forward.

"We are her brothers!," Ryuki crosses his arms.

“I would let you pass, but given the circumstances, you will be the first to break the news that she's okay to the others. Please, I will help you to be the first to see her on the visit."

The two stared at each other and nodded in mutual agreement, then turning to help the crowd disperse. Kaede sighs as Tomori takes a calming breath, hand on her chest, the momentary relief making her want to burst into tears.

Kanami was fine... despite the scare, she was fine. Her legs give way, and she has to keep her body rigid so she doesn't lose her balance and fall to her knees on the floor. Soon, she feels a huge hand on her back, stroking it, giving her a sense of balance, of having her feet firmly on the ground. She looks up and sees Okubo, slight concern in his gray eyes.

"Okay, I'll see you later, Tomori," He leans his forehead against hers. "Let me know if everything's fine, okay?"

"Let me know if you need me here, waiting for you."

She understood without him needing to elaborate. She would kiss him if they weren't in a public area, in a crowd of people. She closes her eyes and sighs, pressing her forehead against his for a second too long.

"Yes, I'll warn you. Go calm your friends down," She assures him, and he nods, discreetly touching her face before straightening up and heading out of reception with the other guys. Tomori watches him walk away, only turning to Hiro and Kaede when the cashier sighs.

"I need to see her. I don't know how her parents didn't come flying too," He comments. "Honestly, in a little while the rest of the world appears…"

"Kanami has always been the type that doesn't let anyone know her weaknesses… she prefers to protect others, doesn't she?"

"Yeah, that she-hulk," He grunts. "But it turns out that we think everything is fine and then boom, a bomb falls on her house and gives us a heart attack…"

"Yeah, but now she's safe… let's calm down, shall we?," Kaede assures, indicating the way for both of them. "It's this way."

* * *

Hiro and Tomori entered the room with Kaede and were surprised by the sight. Not only did they see Kanami unconscious, lying down, sleeping all connected to wires, but there was also a mountain sitting on the side of the bed, his head down on the matress, sound asleep. They only recognized it as Ohma at that moment because of the clump of seaweed he had for hair.

"Oh…," Hiro smiles, for the first time he wasn't too excited to throw one of his tantrums, but Tomori just couldn't take it. The relief at seeing her friend alive and in such good company made her grab her phone from inside her purse and start snapping pictures, practically jumping from one foot to the other in an outbreak of cuteness. Jeez, such a lovely sight after a terrifying night, it did those things to you!

"Ooownn… my god, how cuuute," She coos, moving closer so she can adjust the camera's focus. "I'll save this for eternity…"

"Damn, Tomori…," Hiro sighs. "Kanami is unconscious on the bed and you're taking a picture?"

“You'd be doing that too if she was awake,” she whispers, pouting. They had just had their suspicions confirmed, dammit! If she didn't gather evidence, who would believe her? Not to mention that she would need something cute to look at when trying to recover from the traumatic events of that night…

It is at that moment that they both hear a low growl that makes them stop. Ohma was starting to move, his face scrunching, as Hiro glared at Tomori.

"See, Scatterbrain? You woke up the Kraken!," He whispers, trembling a little, taking a healthy distance. "Come here, we don't need to get close, there's a bouncer already."

He didn't move anymore though. A couple of seconds passed before they both let out a sigh of relief.

However, they see Kanami shake her head, and her eyes slowly open. They approached, slowly.

"Kanny," Tomori whispers, her throat closing, her vision blurring as her eyes water. God, she's there, alive, with them...! "You're okay…"

"Girl, don't do this to us," Hiro says in the same tone, shaking. "We love you too much…"

She blinks a little, before seeming to focus and understand who was there with her, and she opens her mouth slowly.

"Sorry…," She said weakly, her throat very dry. "I didn’t mean to…"

"Were you attacked again?," Hiro holds her free hand. "Who did this?"

"Karla," Ohma says, half sleepy. "It was her. But she won't bother us anymore… Kana won."

"Oh my God, were you awake, man?," Hiro returns a little more to his normal self, but he was still speaking low.

"You guys are noisy," Ge grunts, still lying down. He then looks at Kanami. "Hi."

"Hi…," she continues stroking his head "I'm glad… that you're all here…"

"Of course, Kana. We're your friends…," Tomori says, getting closer too. "You scared all of us.”

Kanami smiles more. Hiro watches her pat Ohma's head, the two of them looking at each other, and even more so when her hand gained a little more strength, and she buried her fingers in his hair, as if, in that moment of weakness, she still held onto him. Tomori and Hiro look at each other, and both understand the meaning of that gesture.

“I knew iiit!," was what Hiro's look meant.

"I suspected from the beginning!," Tomori nods back in confirmation.

"Oh…," Kanami blinks, bringing her free hand to her own head. Only now does Tomori notice, with astonishment, that her friend's long, well-groomed hair had been roughly cut, probably by force, the uneven strands sticking out to the sides at shoulder length. Holy shit, how violent had that fight been for things to get to that point?!

Ohma lifts his head, looking at her with a genuine concern that was so rare in that slow-moving face.

"What's it?," He asks.

"My hair… I… I cut it during the fight…," She whimpers. "My beautiful long hair..."

"Oh, it'll grow again, Kanny," Hiro assures, more relieved.

“We'll take you to my friend's salon when you're better. Our treat. You're still pretty anyway," Tomori promises right away, to appease her sadness. Surely the salon where Akane worked would offer a good price? She wasn't much of a believer, knowing her boss, but dammit, for Kanami, she was willing to open her wallet. And he knew Hiro was too.

"I like it that way too…," Ohma murmurs, relaxing again; he was visibly tired. "The rest still exists, anyway…"

Kanami smiles at the comments. "Wow, you really like me…"

"We love you, Kana…," Tomori smiles. "I say this without any fear.

"We'll go to hell for you, if we need to," Hiro smiles tenderly, approaching her. "I'll ask Daddy Satan to get you out of there."

“You never stopped fighting for me, and you almost died,” Ohma says, half-awake. “I would die for you, Kanami”

Tomori and Hiro both turned their heads towards him with wide eyes, barely having time to register that dramatic statement in their heads before Kanami made a sound like she was barely holding back her tears. And that again stole their attention.

"Wow, guys…," She stammers, her voice cracking, breaking on the last syllable… and then she breaks down sobbing, fat tears running down her wounded, tired face, but still so full of life, relief and emotion that no one else could hold it any longer.

Soon Tomori was crying her eyes out too. Hiro followed close behind, outmatched, the two hugging as the volume of their crying rose. They were in a hospital, but at that moment, they didn't care about anything else.

Ohma just smiled, leaning his head against Kanami's leg, slowly. She went back to stroking his head. And that sight made Tomori decide that she didn't need anything else. Despite the scares to death, the brief uncertainties and the point of no return she had got herself into, she felt that she regretted absolutely nothing and that she would keep things exactly as they were.

She had her family still together, her friends, old and new, supporting each other. And then there was her boyfriend, who helped make it all possible.

Seriously, what more could a girl want?

* * *

"Ohma… I watched your match earlier."

After all the crying, Kanami had gone back to sleep, still exhausted and in need of rest. That's why Tomori, sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed, spoke low, almost whispering. Hiro had gone out to get a cup of coffee, planning to stay overnight at the hospital and needing some much-needed fuel. So it was just her and Ohma keeping the baker company.

"Oh. So you were watching my match?," he straightens up, groaning a little and remembering his own wounds, then getting up, leaving Kanami's hand resting gently on her lap. "Okubo took you," It wasn't a question. He was heading towards a closet in the hospital room.

"Not really," She keeps her eyes on Kanami, watching her serene expression. "Rihito had a match before yours, and that was the one I went to watch. But it was on myt own. I left my phone in Naoh's car and tracked it when he went to watch the match. Then I managed to get there... and now I understand everything."

"Oh, so these things exist," he nods, without showing any emotion. "I see," and opens the closet, checking the contents, immediately taking some gauze and bandages. "So you saw Ichiro's match and mine," He looks at her. "And you look normal. You're tougher than I thought. Usually normal people from the 'Outside' are too soft."

“Outside..?," Tomori repeats, a bit confused, but she ends up shaking her head. She wasn't going to try to figure it out. She had discovered too much already that night; it was time to retire her Sherlock Holmes persona for a while. "Eh... thanks, anyway. But I think it's more because today's events have desensitized me a bit. When it hits me, I'll probably have a fit," She laughs softly. "I never dreamed there was such a thing... an organization with this level of influence and that you were all part of it..."

"There are worse things," He shrugs and heads to the bathroom, leaving the door open. And she just sees him taking off his sweatshirt, grunting under his breath.

She widens her eyes a little, and then looks away. God, he was so shameless...!

“You saw him shirtless a few hours ago, you idiot!”

“Yeah, but the context was different, damn it!”

"I know... just don't let either Kanami or Naoya know that you ogled this guy for like, two seconds."

Tomori tells her conscience to shut up, continuing to talk to keep it that way.

"Yeah- Yeah, I can imagine! But…," She thinks of something that makes her frown. "Does Kanny chan know about all this?"

"She knows. Since we got together. I didn't hide it from her," he looks at Tomori, and then at the mirror, analyzing his own wounds and using a cotton ball to spread the antiseptic, only huffing through his nose in reaction to the burning, in the worst spots.

“Hnnn… you were more considerate with her than Naoya was with me in the beginning,” she comments, unable to stop herself from sounding a little resentful. Both with her boyfriend's delay in telling her the truth and with Kanami not telling her anything either.

“That traitor… an underworld full of fucked up, violent, visceral fights and she never told me anything! Me, the martial arts freak!”

"She didn't tell you because Kanami was dragged into this world by the men who attacked her and made her finding out," He says, still looking at the mirror. "You and the others from the bakery have nothing to do with this. She didn't want you to get involved with those kinds of people. She wanted to protect you from that. As Yamashitakazuo says, 'sometimes not knowing is better', or whatever… I never know anything, that must be it…"

"I know. I'm not angry about it anymore," She sighs, again looking at Kanami. She reaches out a hand and gently brushes her bangs to the side. "It's just that all I can do is look at her in this state… and wonder if we're not trying to chew more than we can swallow. I don't feel it and I know her well enough to know she doesn't either, but when you like someone a lot, you tend to not have much common sense..."

"She wasn’t attacked by a thugh," he approaches her, bare-chested, with something in his hand. "It was Karla," He looks at her face, and when he sees that she made a face (although trying not to look at him ), he turns around. "Oh, you don't know who I'm taking about. Here," He hands her an antiseptic and a piece of cotton. "There's one wound on my back I can't reach it."

She stares at the objects, hesitating at first, but the good Samaritan inside her speaks louder. She sighs and gets up from her chair, dipping the cotton pad in the antiseptic and gently pressing it to the wound on his back.

"Who is this Karla?," She asks. She had only understood that it was a woman, and imagining another woman who was capable of doing that to Kanami gave her shivers.

"Hnmmm…," he thinks a little. "Remember the blonde guy with the black eyes? The one with a crazy face?"

"Hnnn… I remember a guy like that going to visit the bakery with you once," She comments after thinking a bit. "What about him?"

"She's his cousin. Just as crazy, or even more so. She wanted to marry me, regardless of what happened," He grunts in anger, even shaking a little, but soon he cools down, looking tired. "She saw Kanami with me and thought it would be a good idea to kill her to have me… but Kana won the fight."

Tomori stares at his back in bewilderment, wanting to ask a thousand questions and not knowing which one was most urgent. Holy shit, was there ever a moment that night where her head wasn't spinning like a tire?!

“My God, I just want my house, my bed...”

"And you reported that crazy bitch to the police, right? Because she can't get away with this," She hisses indignantly. "Even though she got beat up by Kana, which is what she deserves!"

“She's a licensed assassin. From a powerful family. I didn't want things to come to this. But we were hiding it from everyone because of her. She wanted to fight for me…," He sighs, pulling away and taking the medicine bottle from her hand. "Anyway. Kana won the fight, and her family is pretty...traditional, if you know what I mean. If she lost the fight, then she lost me. It's over. I'm not hers… I'm not anyone's stud horse," he approaches Kanami and touches her face, stroking her hair. "But… Kana respects me, Kana listens to me… damn, she almost died for me… while fighting for me. She…she deserves my loyalty."

Tomori watches the scene, words slipping away as the lump starts to tighten in her throat again. She takes a deep, shaky breath.

“I…I believe it. The truth is that I kinda already suspected that something was going on between you two, but I decided to keep quiet. It was a matter that only concerned you, after all," She sniffs and smiles, in a tired but still tender way. "But… I don't want this to keep happening, again and again, with my friend. You understand right?," She asks, and when he looks at her over his shoulder, she commands, trying to put firmness in her voice, "Promise me that you'll take care of her. That you'll value her, the same way she values you. And that if there's ever a risk of it happening again, you'll be able to do for her what she did for you."

“I would die for you,” he had said. And she wanted to make sure he didn't pay lip service to that. She needed that.

He nods, not looking at Tomori, moving away from the bed a little. "I love her, Tomori. I wouldn't have come here if I didn't love her. I wouldn't want to be in her place right now if I didn't…," he sighs, and then he turns back to the bathroom, looking for his sweatshirt. "I'm getting cold… and hungry, and tired… but I don't want to leave. I'm scared. I'm afraid that she won't be here when I get back… you know?"

"I do," She nods, smiling, her heart much more peaceful now. "I'll stay here with her until you get back, or until Hiro gets back. And... she'll still be here, Ohma. She'll be with us for a long, long time. If that didn't bring our she-hulk down, nothing else will."

That made him smile a little. "Yeah… that's true. But still… I told the truth, I'm hungry."

"Then go eat something, the hospital has a cafeteria," She laughs. "Don't worry, she's not going anywhere."

He looks at her for a second, almost as if assessing whether she can be trusted, and then he sighs. "Okay… take care of her."

Ohma leaves the room, still glancing at them before closing the door.

Tomori sighs, sinking into her chair as she looks at Kanami, still in that dead, exhausted sleep. She pats her friend's hand across the sheets.

"You've always considered yourself a protector… it's good that you found someone who wants to be the same for you. It's really good…"

* * *

"Well, everyone. The news spread fast, but I assure you she's fine," Kaede said to the crowd of people gathered in front of the hospital parking lot; most of them were people from SJPW. "She woke up and is conscious, she just needs to rest. She's with friends from the bakery," She sighs. "And with Ohma too.

It was just as well that she had the good sense to tell everyone to wait outside, because there was a general uproar. Jeez, she'd never met a louder, more inconvenient group of men... but there was no denying it, their concern for Kanami's health and their joy at knowing she was all right was endearing, to say the least...

"Auntie is fine, dammit!," Rihito throws his arms up. "Give me a hug, Kaede!"

Aaand okay, that wasn't endearing at all.

"Rihito, no!," She huffs, dodging when Rihito tried to grab her, to which he almost crashed to the ground. "And can you all celebrate lower? We are facing a hospital..."

"Sorry, but we really can't help it," Okubo scratches the back of his neck. "It's the second time I've been to a hospital today. My head is kinda messed up right now."

"Second? Jeez, man, what happened?," Koga asks when he stops jumping, to which Himuro replies:

“His girlfriend's father was so thrilled to meet him that he nearly had a heart attack, literally."

"Damn, I knew you were ugly, but not that ugly," Ryuki comments, and everyone just bursts out laughing.

"Screw you! Uugh, I won't tell you all to fuck off only because everything worked out in the end," Okubo crosses his arms, looking sulky. "Tomori's dad is fine, and so is Miss Kanami," And then he smiles. "The night didn't end so bad, right?"

"It could have ended better, but considering everything, I can only say thanks to that," Kaneda sighs, scratching her hair. "And Ohma really got attached to her, didn't he? To want to stay at her bedside like this..."

"Actually," Kazuo approaches, leaving the hospital to see the commotion." "He's more than attached. They are together."

Everyone present, at least fifteen heads, all turned towards Kazuo at the same time. "WHAAAAAAT?!"

"I noticed that a while ago," Ryuki crosses his arms, unconcerned.

"Oh… yeah…," Koga smiles. "I was rooting for them."

"I KNEW IT!," Sekibayashi, also in the middle of them, smiled immensely. "They always got along very well, It was only a matter of time!"

"Damn, it makes perfect sense!," Himuro feels his head explode.

"So he was interested in her this whole time?! I thought he stared at the bakery counter too much, even when the counter was empty," Kaneda exclaims, eyes wide, while Okubo's chin almost hits the floor.

"Holy shit… this bakery not only changed my life, it changed Tokita's life too!," He notes, stunned. "That place is magical, let me tell ya!"

"No, wait! So that means...," Rihito looks horrified. "Tokita, the eternal virgin, got a woman before me?! This is worse than losing to him in a match!"

More laughs from everyone. Kazuo scratches the back of his neck. "It was a secret, but I don't need to keep it anymore. They are a couple, indeed..."

"What an outcome...," Kaede sighs. "They were hiding their relationship because of Karla. But the Kure have already spoken out and said that she will be punished. And well... she lost the fight, which to them means she lost the right."

“Load of freaks,” Koga mutters.

"I know, right! It had to be someone from that fucking psycho's clan!," Rihito snorts. "Treating Tokita as if he were a stud or something..."

"Are you jealous of that, Rihito?"

"Fuck no, leave me alone!"

More laughter.

"Anyway… now it's over," Koga sighs. "Ohma and Kanami can now be happy in peace. And she's fine, guys, let's come back later. I'm tired, and you?"

"Everyone here is, to be honest," Himuro scratches the back of his neck, sighing. "It was one of those days…"

“I'm too pissed off at the injustice of this world to get tired,” Rihito snarls, to which Kaneda shakes his head.

"You had a Kengan match a couple of hours ago. You need to rest more than anyone."

"Oh, that's right," Kaede turns to Rihito. "Were you able to solve your… problem?"

"Yup!," He nods, forgetting his anger for a second to smile at her. "It was kinda harsh, but in the end, Superman was victorious! I have a clear conscience."

"Really? Were you able to resolve even the issue of the fine?"

“… One thing at a time, Kaede, please."

There was one last burst of laughter before Sekibayashi spoke, "Okay, everyone, let's go home. No one will let us in and we'll have things to do tomorrow, then we'll say hello to her, right? Moving along…"

And out of all the people in the place, only the four idiots, Koga, Ryuki, Kazuo and Kaede were left. She sighs.

"You won't want to leave until you see her, will you?"

"Yeah…," Okubo shrugs. "Actually I'm fine with her, since you guys are here. It's Tomori I'm most worried about, she's still in there."

“She's fine, Egghead. She's with the little twinkie and Tokita, keeping an eye on Auntie," Rihito shrugs, and Himuro nods.

"Yeah. Someone will soon take her place, and then she'll appear," He picks up a pack of cigarettes, but then he remembers that he couldn't smoke in the hospital premises. He puts it back in his pocket, huffing. "After today, I don't think she'll want to spend the night as a companion at the hospital."

"Yeah. The night was quite exhausting for her, considering everything," Kaneda comments. "Go see her father later, Okubo. It's by showing concern that you’ll get even more into her family's good side, if you want some advice."

"I know, I already asked about him today, we'll arrange to go see them again. I hope this time he doesn't get scared, ahaha," he laughs, making his friends chuckle at the joke. "But I'm waiting for her to leave, then I can take her and all of you home. I'll go inside to look for her."

"I'm going home too," Kazuo says. "Kaede? Koga, Ryuki?"

"Yeah, let's go, Ryuki," Koga says to his friend. "Tomorrow we'll visit her. Let's go, boss. Good night guys.

"Goodnight!," The four idiots wave together. Kaede ends up nodding.

"I'll go with you too, my work to contain visitors with no sense of decorum has already been completed. Rest well, especially you," She points to Rihito. "Don't give Mr. Yamashita and me any more headaches like that, do you hear me?"

Rihito blinks. And then he breaks into a huge smile.

"Aaawn, Kaede! You, worrying about me? That's so cute!," And he jdoesn't grab her only because she blocks him in time, one hand pushing his chest and the other, his face. "C'mon, let me thank you for your concern properly!"

"No, thank you!"

"Just a little hug, to reinforce the message- OW!," Rihito screams and walks away at the same time, jumping on one foot while grabbing the other, which Kaede had just kicked with the toe of her heel. "Damn, you just had to say no!"

"I said it, but as usual you didn't listen! There's your reinforced message," She grumbles while the other idiots burst out laughing. "Good night to you all."

" 'Night!," Okubo nods. He then looks at Rihito. "Give it up, man, that one knows you too well to fall for your tricks, hahahaha."

"Eh…," Rihito pouted while watching Kazuo's group walk away, still massaging his sore foot. "Her loss. She doesn't know what she's missing…"

"She knows, and that must be why she doesn't mind missing it."

"Go fuck yourself, Himuro!"

"Heh… wow, what a night," Kaneda sighs. "Maybe you'd better go look for Tomori, Okubo. After all that, I'm also ready to go home..."

"That's what I'm saying…," he starts to walk, but then he stops. "It'd be good for you to get out of the cold too. Here," He throws his car keys to Lihito. "The battery is fine, you can turn on the heat. I won't take long."

"Cool!," Rihito exclaims excitedly. "C'mon, guys, let's have a party in Egghead's car until he returns!"

And the three of them walk towards the car, laughing and ignoring Okubo's indignation.

"No, you fucking won't! If I come back and there's anything out of place, I'll beat the shit outta you all!," He threatens, but then he shakes his head and enters the hospital. After passing reception, he knocks on the bedroom door and enters. Inside, Tomori was picking up her purse, while Hiro was having coffee in the chair next to the bed, where Kanami was sleeping. They turn towards the door, and Tomori smiles at the newcomer.

"Hey, Naoh. Hiro will stay here until Kanny's parents arrive. I'm already leaving."

“Me too,” Ohma appears out of nowhere behind him. Okubo almost screams and throws a punch, if he hadn't clamped his mouth in time, occupying his hands.

"Shit! Damn bro," he whispers in a thin voice. "Don't show up like that, you ninja wannabe! Fuck, if I had a weak heart I would be dead by now..."

"I don't wish this on anyone," Ohma enters the room. He reaches Tomori and lightly squeezes her shoulder. "Thank you," And he goes to the bed where Kanami is.

"You're welcome," She nods at him, smiling. "Good night, Ohma. And good night, Hiro," She says to the cashier. "Text me later, updating me. I'll be back tomorrow to visit."

“Okay,” He lifts a thumb, giving Ohma room to sit beside him.

Okubo looks at Kanami from afar before Tomori closes the door.

"She's fine, isn't she?," he asks, when they were leaving.

“As far as possible,” she murmurs in a hoarse voice. "She broke a rib, suffered a laceration on her leg and got beaten up pretty bad. She'll need to stay put for a while, which she won't do, if I know her well,” She smiles tiredly. And now that they were in the well-lit hospital corridor, he could see that her eyes were puffy.

"Oh…," He noticed that she'd been crying. "She's gonna be fine. And if Ohma respects her, she's certainly strong. She'll get better in no time," And he puts an arm around her shoulders, bringing her to lean against him. She closes her eyes and nods, sniffling.

"I know. But it was a close call. My God, first my dad, and now her..."

"The day is ending, so that's good. Let's go home, I have some shirts that fit you, and you need a really wide and spacious bed to roll in if you have insomnia," She glares at him and he winks. "No malice, I swear. We'll just sleep."

She sighs, nodding.

"Okay, I think I need this. A huge bed and some company while I'm in it," She lays her head on his chest, closing her eyes. "I got to talk to Ohma before you arrived. He... I didn't say anything to you, but now they're together..."

"I know, Kazuo and Kaede spread the good news to everyone. It was quite an uproar down there, celebrating her being well and this news," he summarizes. "Look… I'm happy. I'm not the only one who found someone. It was a shock, Seaweed Brain himseltf, but eh. He's happy, I'm happy...," he squeezes her a little in the hug, smiling. "And now we can go home. I'm just going to have to deliver some freeloaders that I brought in tow but I committed to it, hahahah."

"Hehe… those freeloaders deserve your commitment, after everything they did for us," She gives a hoarse laugh. "Especially the blonde and inconvenient one…"

"Yeah…," Okubo thinks for a while, wincing his shoulders, before plucking up the courage and saying, "Maybe he deserves a phone number too…?"

She stares at him, blinking in confusion for a second. And then she gives him an absolutely unimpressed look when she understands.

"Seriously? I have enough of him pestering me for Akane's number..."

“I know, it's annoying as fuck. But honestly, Tomori?," He gestures with one hand, making a face. "Rihito is an idiot, but he's not a complete asshole. You've seen for yourself what a nice guy he is when you give him the chance to show it. He wouldn't be a jerk to your friend if we nudged him in the right direction. She can have fun with him, he's funny, after all... oh, I don't know...," He shrugs. "You have the final say in this and I'll respect it, but at least think about what I said, please."

She clenches her mouth, her expression a little exhausted. And then she throws her head back with a huge grunt.

"Uuugh…okay, I can try talking to Akane about it, but I won't make any promises," She says finally. "If she says she doesn't want to, it will be the end of the conversation."

"Fair enough," He smiles a lot, hugging her sideways. "Thanks, Tomoh."

She ends up laughing again, though.

"You've been pretty unselfish these last few hours, you know..."

"For that idiot, there's no way not to be," He smiles tenderly at her. "It was with his help, Himuro's and Kaneda's that I won you over. My best gift..."

Her eyes get teary again. She sniffs and returns his side hug tightly.

"You too... I'm glad I decided it was worth staying..."

“And I'm glad you've decided I'm worthy of your loyalty."

"Loyalty...," She repeats in a whisper. "It's funny because I've been talking about this with Ohma until now. About how he's loyal to Kanami, and she is to him... I want to build that with you too, Naoya."

"Me too, Tomori…," he sighs. "I'm still sorry for what I did. But from now on… I'll have no more secrets with you. Not when you accepted even my darkest side. Loyal and honest. That will be my new motto."

"Heh… mine too," She raises her little finger at him playfully. "It's a promise."

He locked his own little finger with hers, playing along... and pulling her in for a quick kiss afterwards, because there was no better way to seal a deal than that.

NEXT CHAPTER

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kengan-daddies · 8 months

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Oh Ohma Tokita , You're Full of Surprises

Anime : Kegna Ashura Character: Ohma Tokita Warning: None

Oh Ohma Tokita, You're Full of Surprises

You, Yamashita and Ohma, in that order, sat at the bar, a beer in Yamashita's hand while wine in yours. Ohma ate happily and quietly while you and Yamashita spoke.

"I honestly never thought that I would be in a place like this, I guess your dreams really can come true." Yamashita said as he looked around the place, still as awe struck as he was when he first came here. You smiled at him kindly, Yamashita was a kind elder man, he was ever so lovely to be around.

"It's true, dreams can come true, sometimes you just have to wait and go with the flow." You said in a gentle voice as you sip your drank. Yamashita smile as he looks over at you. "I suppose so." He said as he too took a sip of his drank. You looked over at Ohma, seeing him deep into his meal, a distance look on his face. "You always get so deep into your thoughts when you eat, Ohma." You said as you leaned your head on your hand as you turned towards him.

He looked over at you, his dark eyes gentle and relaxed. You stared deep into them, still getting used to this new Ohma. You didn't know this Ohma, and yet you did. He was still your Ohma, he was just... different was all. After his fight with Raian, he slipped into a bit of a coma, before that, he held a fire in his eyes. Constant rage that burned for more, he was always so feral in his actions and now... He was calm, relaxed, focused.

It wasn't normal and yet... You didn't mind it. He stared at you for a moment before he shrugged. "I'm my most relaxed when I'm eating." He spoke before he went back to eating. Both you and Yamashita just stared at him. 'At least he still as simple minded as ever.' You thought before you went back to your drink. You looked over at Yamashita, watching as he ordered another drink a happy smile on his aged face.

You felt warmth flood through you, just seeing him being happy always made you feel this way. You remember when you first met the man. Ohma was the one who introduced you to him.

You still remember, standing in your apartment, the door open as you stared at Ohma and his newest elder companion. The little old man, looked even smaller next to Ohma, he was a small little man. His dark blue suit, white collar shirt, red tie, heavy looking brief case... He brought you a business man? The man spoke up, sounding anxious and weary. "U-umm... Ohma, why are we here?" He asked.

You looked over at Ohma, wanting an answer as well. "Yamashita Kazuo... This is (l/n) (y/n), she's a friend of mine." He explained. You rolled your eyes as you placed your hand on your hip and you raised your hand towards Yamashita to shake. "I'm (Y/n), Ohma's girlfriend.... And his shelter." You said with an eye roll. Yamashita stared at you for a moment before he looked over at Ohma and back towards you. "Oh, well I'm pleased to meet you then. Ohma, you never told me you had a girlfriend." He said as he shook your hand looking back at Ohma as he did.

Ohma shrugged. "You're meeting her now so don't complain." He said. You rolled your eyes. "Such a brute." You said in a flat tone. Ohma shrugged at you. Yamashita looked back at Ohma a little longer before he looked back at you, a sweet smile on his face as he did. "I'm so glad that Ohma has someone like you in his life, he needs you more then he'd ever admit it." He said kindly, your heart warmed at his words.

You were honestly having doubts about yours and Ohma's relationship, but this gave you renewed hope. "Thank you Yamashita, I really mean it too." You said. 'Damn, it's only been a few months since we met, but it already feels like it's been years.' You thought as you stared at Yamashita. You felt a light push into your back from Ohma's forearm. You looked back at him curiously.

The new calm eyes of Ohma's always lost you in a trance. 'I gotta get used to this.' You thought as you turned towards him. "What's up, Ohma?" You asked him. He didn't say anything for a moment, but he did eventually. "What's on your mind, (y/n)?" He asked you, patience, calm, sincere... His voice, his eyes, his body, it all screamed those three emotions... You weren't used to this... But you honestly weren't complaining, you actually kind of liked it on him.

You gave him a small smile as you leaned on your palm. "Oh nothing too important, just thinking about Yamashita is all." You said. His brow twitched for a moment, and if you weren't focused you'd miss it. Your smile slightly widen when you seen the fire in his eyes slowly ignites, seemingly ready for a challenge. You gave a small chuckle at his small yet loud actions. "Oh Ohma, relax!! It's not like that." You said as you placed a hand on his upper arm.

He seemed to relax some. "Then why?" He simply asked. "Because, it just ran across my mind... I just got stuck in the past, of when you first introduced him to me." You said honestly. He started at you in thought for a moment before he asked. "Why would that be on your mind?" He asked. You sighed, as your hand moved down his arm till it rested on his hand. The fork in his hand fell to the counter top, as his hand relaxed, his palm opening up allowing your hand to slip comfortably against his own.

Your heart fluttered at the simple act, while your hand tightens around his and he lightly grasped yours in return. "Because, Ohma... Small memorise like those, you just simply never forget, they map out your journey, they tell a story and they give you reason. My purpose in life is yet to be determined, so I hold onto my memories until I know." You explained, his eyes seemed to bounce between yours intensely as he listened to your words. "Do you know your purpose yet, Ohma?" You asked him, as your other hand cupped his cheek.

He stared at you, seemingly lost in a daze before he shook his head and he gave a low "no."... You smiled. " That's okay, neither of us do, that's why we live just as hard as the day before, why we hold onto our memories so tight." You said. He seemed to understand as he nodded his head. "Ooh umm, the next match is starting soon... Do you two... Perhaps want to come watch?" Came Yamashita's weary voice. You and Ohma looked over at him, seeing a sheepish look upon his face as he stared at you both.

You and Ohma shared a look before you both nodded at him. "I most definitely need to see this next fight, I've missed four so far, so I need to catch up quickly." Ohma said as he stood up. You and Yamashita smiled at him, happy to see Ohma up and ready. You all exited the bar/food court as you began to make your way to the arena. You looked down seeing your hand still in Ohma's gentle yet firm grip as he lead you all through the hall.

You gave him a loving smile. 'Oh Ohma, you're full of surprises.' You thought.

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joestars-and-stripes · 5 months

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Cover Me (Ohma Tokita x reader)

Hi all!!! It has been a hot minute since I've written a fic or anything, but I hope y'all enjoy this!

Anime: Kengan Ashura

Warnings: None

Why do I feel so lonely tonight? There is a breeze that I can feel, is it the magic of dawn making me warmer than usual?

You sat on the chair beside the bed that Ohma was laying on, it felt like an elephant was sitting on everyone’s chest ever since he collapsed and went into a coma. You, Kaede, and Kazuo …. Everyone worried about him. What will Mr. Yamashita do now? It was hard to say because you all didn’t want to push him further, but at the same time you were pressed to make a decision on whether or not to withdraw.

It was quiet, the only noises in the room came from the machines that Ohma was hooked up to and the quiet breathing. The air was heavy and it was as if everyone was afraid to even say anything first.

“Ms. Akiyama, Mr. Yamashita… you guys go on ahead without me. I’ll stay here and look after him. I can connect this iPad to the WiFi and just watch from here,” you said quietly as you looked up at both of them. They looked so sad and worried, not only about him, but you as well. Of course, mostly because you never know who’s going to be weird, bust into the room and attack you both. “I’ll be fine here, I promise.”

“Please, Ms. Y/N. Let one of us stay here with you,” Mr. Yamashita whispered in response. You shook your head.

“Like I said, I’ll be fine here,” you responded. “As long as I can connect to the WiFi.” Kaede nodded as they both headed out of the ICU room back to their seats in the auditorium.

The starry night hanging in the window, tossing and turning in the bright light. The day breaks in unexpected loneliness, I sit waiting for you who doesn’t come. Lost in the thick blooming wonderings, dizzy, someone please come and hug me.

After some time has passed, you were able to connect the iPad to the WiFi and watch the most recent match. You kept the volume low out of concern for Ohma because you care about him so much. Some time after you two had first met, it was weird but you had confided in Kaede about your feelings. Although, you asked her to keep it a secret as you two agreed that it would be professional to keep it to yourselves. Overtime, you wondered how he feels about you, especially working with him as the Nogi Group’s athletic trainer. You smiled as you shook your head, as if those thoughts would magically go away.

“Wow, look at those lights and all the colors. The electric bill for the stadium must be insanely high,” you chuckled to yourself.

—-

“Hey Kaede, where’s Y/N?” Lihito asks as he grabs some popcorn.

“Oh, she’s back with Ohma. She told us to go on ahead,” she responds.

“Oh – okay,” he responds in a soft tone as he finally eats some of that popcorn.

“I hope she’s okay by herself. She looked so sad and worried,” Kazuo added. Kaede’s ears perked up in response to Kazuo’s commentary.

‘That’s true, I wonder if maybe he has also picked up on how Y/N feels about Ohma.’

What Y/N doesn’t know is that even though Ohma has trouble putting words to his feelings, he has confided in both Kaede and Kazuo about his feelings towards Y/N. He really feels that Y/N cares about him beyond just helping him rehab from his injuries or doing strength/conditioning exercises with him.

I don’t know what to do even if I force a smile. On a night when the moon shines so brightly, who shouts for someone to cover the light? When the night suddenly ends and the day comes, receive the warm light that pours down.

—--

You watched the iPad quietly, but little did you know that Ohma was wiggling his fingers as if he could come to at any moment now. It was almost like you were enticed by the lights and every single exaggeration of the commentators over every single punch, kick, etc. Before you knew it, tears had started rolling down your face. You weren’t sure if it was because you were actually sad or if it was because you were scared or frustrated or all three. So after placing the iPad down, you tried to keep quiet while wiping away your tears.

“I’m so sorry Ohma. I’m not sure if you can hear me now, but I care about you so much and I wish I could do more for you than what I’ve been doing so far,” You whimpered quietly, trying so hard to keep in more tears, but you failed as they fell faster than you could wipe them off. Your head fell into your hands, covering your face. “I-I feel like I failed you.”

Needle in a haystack, find me. I’m not lonely, but everything feels so cold. If you tilt the hand of that light towards me, melting away the frozen emptiness that I’ve had for so long. Yeah, I’ve tried to hide away from the sorrow and pain, but little did I know that I was going insane. The sun will always be there waiting after the rain, so I close my eyes and smile in the sunlight.

It was so hard to not feel lonely and helpless when the one you care about the most is putting his body through so much, and for what? Oh. that’s right. Of course, to make Mr. Nogi the next president of this whole thing. While you liked working with his company to some extent, he was always such a pain in the ass when it came to the Kengan matches. You wiped your eyes and nose.

‘My god Y/N, get your shit together bestie.’ You needed to be strong for yourself, and your coworkers, but sometimes you felt like it was too hard. At times, you wondered if being emotionally involved was getting in the way of your job. Shaking your head at these thoughts, you just sighed.

‘Y/N, stop second guessing yourself! You’re always so strong and dependable! We need you, Ohma needs you…’ It was as if you heard Kaede’s voice in your head telling you this. It was almost as if this figment of your imagination of her was telling you what you needed to hear the most and was telling you how he feels about you. It lit a fire in your heart and a sparkle in your eyes. A new hope perhaps?

I don’t know what to do even if I force a smile. On a night where the moon shines so brightly, who shouts for someone to cover that light? When the night suddenly ends and the day comes, receive the warm light that pours down. I can’t take it anymore, what should I do?

“Ohma, please wake up soon,” you whispered, ambition and hope in your tone. “We need you … I need you.”

Today, pretend not to know and close your eyes. So, cover me now. Cover me now.

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darkdevasofdestruction · 10 months

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Being in a relationship with Narushima Koga...

( Disclaimer: Darker themes touched, the reader was a victim of the Gu ritual )

The first time Koga fell in love was when he was in Yamashita-san's office, sitting on a desk next to Ryuki, getting taught some useless stuff by Kaede. He hadn't expected the door to get opened and for two men with completely different auras to step in, nor for a girl around his age to follow close behind. Until then, Koga would occasionally have small crushes on pretty girls in highschool, but one look at the beautiful lady in front of him, and he was a blushing mess. Why? He couldn't understand either. Was it her princess-like grace? That pretty dress? Her long, wavy hair with that cute bow? Or was it that mysterious vibe she gave off, highlighted only by that stoic and rather apathetic look on her face?

His bewitching was short lived, for the pretty lady called Y/N simply scoffed, calling him weak all of a sudden. He couldn't help but feel his jaw drop to the ground from shock - How could she call him weak, of all things? Sure, he wasn't yet as strong as that boy, Cosmo, but he is determined and ambitious to surpass even him, and even that man with black hair who beat him to hell that night in the alleyway, when he and his group tried to gang up on him. He was hardworking enough and patient in his journey of becoming the strongest out there! How could she just call him - Weak?!

Angry, he stomped in front of her, easily towering over her smaller form, looking down at her aloof face - She didn't seem to sketch a single emotion whatsoever - Koga almost felt like he was trying to argue with a brick wall.

That, however, changed as soon as he tried to put his hand on her shoulder in an attempt at making her react in some way to his protests, yet before he could even blink, before his fingers could feel the thin material of her dress, he felt an electrifying pain surging through his wrist as though it got shattered, and his center of gravity got destroyed as he was thrown into the door, breaking it.

"Oops. Forgive me, Yamashita-san. I will pay for the damages." despite his vision being blurry, Koga's heart leapt slightly at the soft yet low voice of the frail-looking girl who somehow managed to break the door with him. Insane. Was she a fighter or what? The underground sure has a lot of surprises. "Listen, Y/N, I get it - I'm weak, by Kengan standards. I know that, okay?! I know! But I'm determined and I won't give up! Do you hear me?! I just can't stand the thought of someone out there who's stronger than me!" the twisted expression of sheer anger and ambition on his face made Y/N's eyes widen in surprise - Ohma used to say the exact same thing, bless his soul - And look where he is now, dead in a ditch. "...Better a living loser, than a dead champion." though Koga couldn't understand her mumbled words, he could feel the sorrow of not only her, but the other adults around the room also.

✮Since then, Himuro and Kaneda became his and Ryuki's mentors.

✮During the first day, Himuro took Ryuki to hell knows where, while Koga was taken by Kaneda to Sekibayashi's wrestling ring. Y/N was there, though she seemed even more silent and uncomfortable than before. Was she not comfortable with so many people surrounding her? It could be. She seemed like an introvert.

✮She got to watch him make a fool of himself, unable to keep up with Seki's squatting, and got beaten up to hell by Jose, how embarrassing.

✮Still, she didn't seem to sketch any ounce of disgust or disapproval. Instead, she silently took a handkerchief and delicately held his bloody and bruised face, cleaning it up.

✮He was a blushing mess.

✮When he was told about the Kengan vs Purgatory Tournament, he felt the need to see you and tell you all about it - But you already knew about it, of course.

✮Though he was a little flabbergast at how actively involved you are in this underground mess, his voice got so genuine and vulnerable, asking you if you thought he had any chance to secure a spot on the Kengan roster.

Your beautiful eyes bore sharply into his own, almost intimidating him. "I would say it sorely depends not only on your improvement in the next half a year, but on the amount of veterans that we manage to score on our side. Don't take it personally, but I would rather have 'Sasa or Agito, rather than a newby like you." Koga gulped, taking the brunt of her blunt sincerity - Though he hated to admit it, she was completely right. "On the other hand... Well, adding the political problem into the equation, and that we couldn't get in contact with even 'Tsumi or Rei... I wouldn't say it's all that impossible for you to take that spot. I would take you over some dumbass like Rihito any day." the way she rolled her eyes with complete denigration of that man she mentioned seemed to encourage him a little. "Ha! Thanks, Y/N! Lemme get you another frappe as thanks." though he suggested that, Y/N was already up on her feet, having paid the bill herself, and walked out of the cafe. "Hey, wait up!" he jogged after her, as she took the shortest path to the park, enjoying the warm weather. What a peculiar girl, Koga thought. "Hey, Y/N, why did you just leave like that?" Y/N rose a questioning eyebrow. "I knew you would follow." her simple reply shocked Koga, but at the same time, it also amused him. "Koga." she suddenly called out to him, stopping in her tracks. "Don't die too. Not like him." her voice was soft and sentimental. "I am no Buddhist, I cannot find the comfort in suffering, nor in the ephemeral state of life." "Come on now, don't say such things! There's no way I'd die!" chuckling leisurely, Koga swung his around around her shoulder, pulling her into his side, smirking confidently. At first, he didn't realise that her entire being froze up, and gingerly put away his hand so he wouldn't touch her. "Don't get cocky and don't underestimate your opponent." came her last bit of wisdom. "Don't worry, I won't! In fact, I promise I'll get so strong that I secure that spot!" he seemed determined enough. For the first time, Koga noticed a faint smile on her otherwise stoic face. It was beautiful.

✮True to his promise, Koga continued to train hard with Seki, and even listening to Ryuki's advice, all to get stronger and stronger. All for his goal, and to keep his promise to you.

✮He started training with Adam and Cosmo's master, went ice-skating even. Funny enough, you were also there, but you didn't bother with them much - It was rather humiliating, admitting to knowing Cosmo and Kureishi when they were playing around as Ina Bauer.

✮Still, Koga couldn't help but steal a few glances at you and your elegant skating - You seemed so at easy and happy dancing, as though you were in a dream state.

✮Cosmo and Adam teased him when they realised, and mentioned how you were a natural at skating, often coming by just to dance around. It only made Koga more determined to get better at it and complete Adam's challenge.

✮Needless to say, after this was over, Koga invited you to skate whenever he had some time to spare, and though he wasn't as graceful as you, nor did he know how to dance, you held endless patience in teaching him - And you even held his hand! If only you could see how red his face was as you helped him twirl around!

✮You were there to watch Ryuki's fight, but you admit to Koga rather shamelessly that you were far more interested in Nitoku's fight. It was very rare to see him going - Poor man must be getting broke again - But it made you happy. No other good fighter in Kengan was such a Sambo master, and you loved seeing all of his hard techniques dominating his enemies.

✮On occasion, Koga would ask you to come over for shopping with him and Ryuki, hoping to help the clueless boy get a fashion sense - Only to discover that you were also very much ripped away from reality, but just hid it better.

✮You simply accepted to dress with whatever clothes you were given, not having any opinion whatsoever about fashion, and likewise, had no clue about movies, games, or anything pop culture. He was shocked out of his mind.

✮How could either of you live just a secluded life, away from anything pop-culture?!

✮He had to remediate that by taking you to watch all kinds and genres of movies, introducing you to all of his playlists, showing you video games, arcades and what not.

✮Much to his surprise, you didn't show an immediate interest in absolute anything.

✮In truth, he thought he failed you, only to later hear you throwing off-comments about random things that he showed you - He was so touched! He got even more determined to help you find out things that you like.

✮Though you were a bit skeptical at first, you even agreed to have sleepovers with him, where you'd spend the whole night watching movie marathons or playing co-op games of all kinds.

✮Koga was so, so happy just spending time with you, and his crush on you only grew.

✮Especially after you gave him a small clap after winning a fight against Jose, or encouraging him briefly to get over his fear of his uncle and return to his karate dojo.

✮He even showed-off his newly polished finishing move to you, and he was so proud!

✮Though he thought things were going very well for him, the sky fell crumbling down on him upon discovering Ryuki was actually a remorseless killer.

✮He went to you for comfort, his eyes in tears, but you seemed completely unsympathetic.

"So what if he killed?" Koga's heart stopped moving. "When it's kill or be killed, you wouldn't let someone else take your own life, would you?" "Wh-What? How can you speak so casually about taking a life?!" he gasped, feeling so betrayed by his friend and crush. "You've lived a sheltered life, Koga. I speak from experience." Y/N shrugged simply, tilting her head slightly, confused at why he was overreacting. "S-So... Y-You're trying to say that you... You've killed, also?" he stuttered over his words pitifully. "Yup." she popped. "Didn't have much of an alternative, y'know? Life's life, and life sucks. Suppose I'd still be killing, were it not for Katahara." she hummed dryly. "Wh-What are you saying, Y/N?! What do you mean?" poor boy's mind was completely blank, unable to understand why the girl was so uncaring towards human life. "Stop being so over-dramatic." she rolled her eyes. "You got upset at Koga for no reason. Moreover, if Ryuki said that wasn't a man, but a bug, then no doubt, it was a Worm. Worms deserve death." "... I'm done with you. Both of you." Koga made the mistake of looking into your eyes, and saw how confused you looked at his reaction - You seemed as innocently confused and unaware, just like Ryuki was. Still, he couldn't continue staying around psychopath, so he left, choosing to focused entirely on fighting.

✮Thankfully, that didn't last long. Not only did he see you in the front row of his employment fight, but you were hanging around like a ghost during Ryuki's fight also - But you didn't intervene. You just left.

✮Though he made up with Ryuki, he still had to make up with you also somehow.

✮You didn't seem too bothered by it though. You even told him you had no idea why he was apologising. Water under the bridge, though you did point out that his naive thinking would make him lose in life.

✮Months passed, and you heard the new that Yamashita-san and Koga were attacked by the Worms, and you rushed to the hospital as fast as you could.

✮You didn't speak a word, though Koga could see that you were worried sick for him. He felt so flattered.

✮Nothing he did for you, however, earned the reaction that you made as soon as that black haired man, Ohma, entered his hospital room.

✮ "Ohma!" Y/N jumped to her feet, her voice raising for the first time in ages. The man was surprised to see you going out of your way to hug someone, but he merely chuckled, glad that people actually missed him.

✮You were also on Ohma's side when he told Koga he couldn't fight in the tournament. He was far too injured, and he was still nowhere on the veterans' level.

✮On the other hand, he felt light-hearted with Ohma's encouraging, and with you pushing the weirdo jerk you called Raian out of the window.

✮Seeing him in the hospital bed like that, you found yourself zoning out all the way until everyone left the two of you alone.

✮Koga ended up telling you about the guys who attacked him, to which you explained they were Worms - Hence why, you mentioned previously that they deserve to die. Now, he understood your words, and he regretted temporarily severing ties with you. He apologised again.

✮You ended up telling him a little about your life, how you were an orphan in Mainland China and how you were subjected to the Gu Ritual, and what it meant. The trauma you went through at such a frail age, and how you still can't get over many of the things that happened. You can't stand people touching you, you're constantly on the edge, crowds make you uncomfortable, and you always feel like people want to kill you out of nowhere.

✮You also tell him more delicate aspects of your life before old man Katahara found you and took you in, saying Sayaka needed a younger sister, but even with Agito as a mentor, someone who went through the same things as you, you couldn't get over what happened.

✮Instead, you adopted the same apathetic facade as the Fang and tried to carry on with life, hoping that someday, things will change.

✮After seeing Agito couldn't help you live a normal life, Himuro agreed to take you in and tried to show you that life wasn't as dangerous and evil as you were subjected to previously, and people weren't out to harm you all the time.

✮Koga ended up with tears in his eyes, and his first reaction was to throw his arms around you, pulling you in a tight bear hug and apologising for every time he touched you so familiarly, as he was so used to doing that with friends.

✮Once he realised that once again, through the hug, he was touching you, he tried to pull away - But much to his surprise, you didn't let him get away from the embrace.

✮"Thanks." he heard your soft whisper in his ear, and his heart started trembling even more from emotion, realising that you trusted him so much.

✮Being so familiar with most of the Kengan roster, you felt comfortable staying in the arena with them, silently cheering on them and getting a better view of the matches.

✮You even texted Koga to get over also - After all, why wouldn't he?

✮Both of you were overly frustrated when Gaolang lost his match all because of that stupid ringout rule, and for the first time, Koga noticed a grim frustration in your eyes. It wasn't often that you expressed any definite emotion, but by far, this was the most defined he's seen yet.

✮Contrary to the match-up rules though, instead of a Kengan fighter stepping first into the ring, a Purgatory beast of a man was already there, cackling like a maniac and taunting the Kengan side.

✮Though Koga wanted to curse under his breath at that petty behaviour, he noticed you unable to peer your eyes from that man. You were tensed up and trembling. Was it from fear? But why? Did you know that man?

✮That man was holding a dog collar and leash in his grasp, twirling around the collar with his finger and laughing. Was he deranged in the mind?

"Hey, Y/N, what happened?" Koga tried to gently call out to you, but you jumped away from him, and stepped back as if to seek comfort from the Fang. You were visibly hyperventilating and panicking. "I see you, pretty girl! You've grown up so much. I wonder how you look now, all string up to a tree with this leather beauty." unconsciously, Y/N held her hands over her neck, feeling herself getting strangled by the neck to the point of passing out. Agito knelt in front of you, trying to snap you out of it, and even Himuro rushed to your side, but nothing worked. "Come on over, pretty girl, you know you want your revenge, don't ya? You kill all those poor bastards, just to get the chance to kill me too, didn't you?" the man taunted. "You were my favourite apprentice, after all. Especially with this little thing around your neck." "That fucker! How dare he?! I'LL KILL HIM!" Koga got so angry that he almost stormed to the ring to kill that man for traumatising and humiliating you for most of your life. Ohma had to hold him down from doing anything stupid. "Huh? Don't worry, I'll fuck him up real good for ya, Y/N!" Rihito grinned widely at you, but you were unresponsive. "Come on, babe, come on out, let's play! Surely, you don't wanna wake up with a phone call telling you either of your daddies mysterious died, huh~?" all of a sudden, your shivering stopped, and an eerie aura engulfed you. Agito knew best, it was the same as when she was rescued from the ritual. It was the same as when HE was rescued from the ritual. The girl was going to fight to death for her revenge. "Piss off, weakling." Y/N hissed, using an elbow hit that slammed Rihito into the wall. "H-Hey, Y/N, you can't go out there!" Koga tried to stop her, but she was blind and deaf to anything surrounding her as she let her coat fall to the ground, stepping in the ring in a crop top and loose pants. "Oh, look at her, look at her go! Ready for the show, baby girl?" the man's laugh resounded creepily as he threw the dog leash at her. She simply discarded it out of the ring without any emotion.

Y/N took no stance, while the monster of a man got in whatever stance he liked. As soon as he lept at her with his speed, Y/N punched him in the cheek with an Ironbreaker, following up with faster and faster brutal blows in a dangerous storm, only to get her wrists caught by him. "What's it, Kitten? Afraid to unleash your tiny little claws?" while he was busy taunting he, Y/N channeled her anger to use Agito's trump card technique, the Dragon Shot, in his groin area, before grabbing him by the neck and using a Redirection Kata to throw him to the ground, before following with a strong kick to send him flying away, towards the edge of the ring. Y/N didn't allow him a moment of respiro, as she sprung to his side with a barrage of well-aimed jabs to all of his vitals, easily side-stepping his punches, and continuing to overwhelm him with Adamantine punches in the face. Y/N could faintly hear her name being chanted, cheers from her friends resounding through the place, only for her vision to blur suddenly. "Stupid little whore." the criminal spat as he easily punched her face, making her fall to the ground, spitting blood. It almost felt as if nothing she did was capable of comparing to the single hit she received, in terms of damage. "Stand up, you stupid girl. I'll show you what defectors gets for betraying their master." Y/N tried to attack again, but this time, her hand got easily caught. "You've grown weak, you useless girl." with a twist of her arm, the man harshly slammed her to the ground. "Renounce those stupid friendships you made that got you weak, and I'll consider taking you in again." he tried to slam his foot on her head, but she rolled away just in time, leaping away, but he caught up with her, burying his hand in her hair. "You're nothing without me." he slammed her face into the concrete. "You'll never escape me." he rose her head just enough to punch her away, before kneeing her in the diaphragm, causing her to hunch over in pain, to which she received an elbow to the back of the head, continued with repeated slams of her face into the ground once again, and a kick to the face, making her roll away. "YOU CAN'T DO SHIT WITHOUT YOU, YOU PATHETIC LITTLE BITCH!" he slammed her foot on her head. "Give up now. You can't defeat me. Just admit you're pathetic and come back to me. I promise I'll discipline you well." he cradled her face close to his own, before punching her away.

"Y/N, GET UP! GET UP!" she head Koga calling out to her, as well as the other fighters. The world was spinning around with her, and she felt like she was going to die. Her mouth was overflowing with blood that she continued to spit and vomit with each failed attempt at getting up.

"Ah, is that your boyfriend, toots? Should I start by ripping him to pieces in front of you? Yeah, that sounds good." at the simple mental image of a dead Koga, Y/N found the strength to spring with such speed and velocity strength that she took the beast by surprise with a well-aimed punch to his diaphragm, knocking his breath away, following with another storm of jabs and kicks that almost felt like overwhelmed him, until he retaliated with a punch to her jaw. "Is that all your love can get out of you?! Ha! How pathetic!" When he tried to punch her again though, she managed to catch his fist. "I'll rip your fucking throat out." Y/N hissed, kicking his breath away again, before overwhelming him with multiple aimed jabs. "There it is, there it is, look at you! I told ya, didn't I? It's not love that drives you - You can't love! You're a monster, just like me! You're incapable of love or being loved!" he cackled at her. "It's hatred that makes you strong! Hatred, rage, fear and hunger - All of this made you stronger!" he laughed loudly. "Now it's time I discipline my rebelious little bitch. Surely, you can handle me, can't you?"

Just as Y/N expected, that fucker released his Guihun and was ready to actually rip her to shreds for running away. "Y/N! YOU CAN DO IT! SHOW HIM WHO'S THE BOSS! WIN THIS, Y/N!" at once, both Y/N and the criminal clashed fists at such speed that even Koga and Yamashita had problem keeping up with. This almost equal exchange of hit and receive went on until Y/N received a kick to her heart, before getting picked up by the neck - He strangled her just enough to make her see stars, before punching her to the ground.

Y/N was unmoving. She was cursing herself for being so weak against the sucker who made a hell out of her entire life. She wanted revenge more than anything she ever wanted in life.

Faintly, she could hear the referee calling the countdown, slow and steady. In the distance, she could her hear friends calling out her name. How annoying.

"I told you, didn't I? You're not even strong enough to protect those you claim to love. It's because you're weak and pathetic. You'll pay for running away, Y/N, starting with killing that runt in front of you."

The only sound heard through the stadium was Y/N laughter as she got to her feet, a wide grin on her face. "I'd like to see you try, fuckass."

With an angry scowl, the criminal rushed to her, only for Y/N to catch his wrist with one hand, delivering an elbow shot Flashing Steel with the other, continuing with an Ironbreaker to the jaw and a number of ground grappling techniques that destroyed his elbow and knee. "I don't need you teaching me anything. I don't need anything from you. This is my Formless Niko style. My Y/N style. You can't take this away from me, no matter how hard you try." Y/N hissed, deflecting another punch and hitting his nose, making him growl. He grabbed her head and headbutted her hard, once and twice, sending them both to the ground.

"You'll regret this, you fucking whore--" in a flash, Y/N rolled away to avoid a kick, before she aimed a kick to his neck, at his windpipe, making his stagger enough for her to swipe his feet, sending him to the ground. She straddled his waist and angrily started pounding away at his head, releasing all of her pent up anger and frustration, her fear, her tears and everything that tainted her heart. "I was just a child, you fucking psychopath! You ruined me! You ruined my life! Fucking die already!" what happened after that, Y/N wasn't sure, but somehow, she was being held away from the dead body of the man she just murdered.

Koga had panicked, seeing her so far gone, continuing to destroy the man even after the ref called out the match was over. He threw his arms around her from behind, prying her away. "Y/N! Y/N, snap out of it! It's done, you killed him!" Y/N grew lax in his embrace, her body trembling softy. He realised she was weeping. "I was just a child." he could hear her sobbing. "I was barely 5 years old. What the fuck. What did I do to deserve it?" she continued crying in his arms, her head hung and bordering despair. "You did nothing wrong, Y/N. You didn't deserve any of it." Koga gently soothed her, turning her to hold her tightly to his chest, caressing her hair. "You're safe now. It's okay. Everything is okay now."

Agito and Himuro also stepped into the ring, saying she did great and that everything is going to be alright now, there's nothing that can hurt her anymore. With a nod of agreement to the men, Koga picked her up and got her to Hanafusa for a check up. She didn't need to hear that she lost because she killed her opponent. He deserved it, that son of a bitch. He wasn't even the littlest bit upset that his crush killed - She deserved the comfort of revenge and the peace of mind that her past can't haunt her anymore.

✮After Hanafusa took care of your injuries, he suggested you rest - But of course, you couldn't. You needed an urgent shower... And eventually, a long sleep. You were exhausted.

✮Koga waited for you just outside the stalls with your clothes and a towel.

✮He kept his eyes close so he wouldn't peak at your naked body, though his cheeks were deeply flustered.

✮ "What does it matter if one more person sees it?" Koga was really upset by the depressive comment, but didn't open his eyes. Instead, he stepped forward and wrapped the towel around your body like a blanket.

✮"It matters. I want you to feel comfortable around me. To know you can trust me. To know that I'd never do anything to hurt you. I want you to know that I'll protect you no matter what."

✮For the first time, Koga saw you blushing.

✮"But I already know that, Koga. I trust you." now he was the one flustered.

✮Taken over by such an intense feeling of love that he cupped your face and gently kissed you. You've never had anyone being so caring and attentive with you. You felt yourself melting in his arms. "I love you."

✮You returned later for the rest of the matches and celebrated Kengan's win, though you were sad for the patriarch's death against the Worms.

✮You continued cheering for Koga as he trained and learnt more stiles from different fighters.

✮You began to feel more at ease around him, indulging and even finding genuine interest in whatever pop-culture things he introduced you to, and you even started doing your own research.

✮You quite literally renovated a whole room into a home-cinema just so you can cuddle in bed with Koga and binge-watch different shows. The same with video-games which you project on the large screen.

✮You were two fools, very much in love.

✮During the Berserker Bowl, you encouraged him and were so happy and proud of him for getting in the finals, even after fighting Ryuki... Only for him to lose to Rihito. It was the biggest annoyance of your life, but given his injuries sustained in the previous fights, it was no surprise.

✮Koga deserved to win though.

✮That night, you tended to his wounds and praised him for his victory.

✮Koga was very flustered by your beautiful smile and all your sweet words, to the point that he felt lost in your love.

✮Your intimate night with Koga is going to be filled with giggles as Koga likes to keep things light-hearted and make you feel comfortable.

✮He's going to kiss every inch of your body and worship you.

✮He's addicted to everything about you, and he can't get enough of you. He just loves you so much.

✮And officially having you as his girlfriend made him the happiest in a long time.

✮He's always going to support you with everything, and will be there to hold your hand when you need someone to guide you in life.

✮He's also very patient and will be there to comfort you and uplift you in your hardest moments.

✮And whenever you're out, he's going to hold your hand with your fingers intertwined - And if he'd feeling giddy enough, he might even swing your arms.

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#kengan ashura #kengan ashura imagine #kengan ashura x reader #tokita ohma #imai cosmo #narushima koga #narushima koga x reader #narushima koga imagine #kengan omega imagine #kengan omega x reader #kengan omega #gaoh ryuki #adam dudley #yamashita kazuo #kure raian #akiyama kaede

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shadowywizardarcade · 2 years

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ok hear me out

LOOK HOW CUTE HE IS EATING HIS BURGER.

so I have a bit of an obsession

#tokita ohma #ohma tokita #kenganverse #kengan ashura #kengan omega #yamashita kazuo

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aneenasevla · 2 years

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Spookengan 8 - Haunting Memories

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Made in Collab with @useless-bi-otch

Ohma looks at the skull ornament. "How weird, putting skulls to decorate a party…", he was about to hang it when Kanami says from the kitchen:

"No, no Ohma, the skull ornaments are not for hanging, they go in the table…"

"Oh, okay" he says, putting the bag somewhere else "And what do I put up here?"

"Look for the bone strings or the pumpkin strings, whichever looks nicer in this corner" Kazuo intervenes, holding the said strings. One had leaves and miniature pumpkins, the other a bunch of little bones hanging like a Christmas ornament, only in a different way. The Halloween-like way.

"This is even weirder", he points to the bones "What are these things for, Yamashita Kazuo? Aren't bones for dogs and, like… for cemeteries?"

"Ahaha, it's kinda weird, isn't it?" Kazuo laughs a little at his confusion "But Halloween is a festival adapted from a very old custom. Some cultures believed that at this time of year, spirits returned to the world of the living to visit them. What's better to represent this than bones and skulls? … And yes, I read this in a magazine to find out more about the subject" He admits, pouting "The boys like these Americanized celebrations, it doesn't hurt to know more about…"

"I can answer that too, Mr. Yamashita", Kanami smiles "And yes, that's pretty much it."

Ohma nods, but still grimaces at the bones "Okay, but the pumpkin is at least edible. Bones remind me of empty plates and garbage.” He picks up the string with the pumpkins.

"Good choice, these pumpkins are cute", Ryuki comments while holding a very confused Dorobo in his arms "Put the bones near the cats, Mr. Yamashita. Then it'll look like they just ate a monster."

"Ooh, like they're protecting the house or something?" Kanami gets excited, looking at the boy holding the cat "Sounds cool! I bet that'll scare off evil spirits!"

"Is this really that scary?" Ohma raises an eyebrow "I think it scares the living, at best."

“The objective is to scare the shit outta everybody, man. That's the fun of Halloween" Koga smiles sharply "Just wait 'till you see the costume I got, then you'll know what a real scare is."

"Please don't" Kazuo groans "I'm too old to be scared like that. You don't want to take advantage of the month of the dead to make me join them, do you?"

"Don't say stuff like that, Mr. Yamashita!" Kanami shivers.

"If you do join them, can you please let grandpa know I'm fine?"

"Ryuki!", Koga and Kanami exclaim at the same time. Ohma chuckles.

"I'm sure the Old Man is with my master, since he was also his master. But old Yamashitakazuo has better things to do here, right?" He taps the old man on the shoulder, smiling mischievously.

"Ahaha, I- I sure do!" Kazuo, who had turned a little pale, smiles nervously and raises a thumb "I want to live long enough to see Yasuo giving me a daughter-in-law, and maybe a grandchild. And to see the two of you tying the knot..."

Kanami's eyes widen, her face turning red. Ohma, on the other hand, only smiles more.

"Nah, you need to put more goals in there, Yamashita Kazuo, our knot is already tied enough..."

"Ohmaaaa!" Kanami whines, mortified.

"What? I live here, and so do you. What's more tied than that?"

Ryuki smiles, looking at the kitten in his arms "And they also have two kids!" he shouts while lifting Dorobo by his armpits.

"You mean Ohma and Sis are 'pet parents'? That's so freakin' cheesy, hahaha" Koga chuckles.

"Have some respect, they're a piece of work just like kids!" Kanami exclaims, pointing the meringue-full whisk at him "I was already a 'pet mom' even before Ohma brought Dorobo home!"

"So you were always cheesy and he got infected just by living under the same roof, hehe… hey, calm down, sis, it's a joke!" Koga starts running when Kanami drops the whisk and threatens him with a wooden spoon instead; a much more effective weapon. Kazuo just watches them, smiling tenderly. He really missed that laid-back atmosphere, the silly, familiar banther, which felt as natural as breathing. It reminded him of when Kenzo and Yasuo were little, when his wife was still with them, when they were a happy, functional family…

The thought brought a cold, unpleasant feeling to his chest, and he tried to distract himself as he arranged the skulls on the dining table. He hated when that melancholy came to disturb him at the most inopportune moments…

"Hey, Yamashita Kazuo" Ohma calls for the old man "Relax, we were joking' about the bones, but you aren't supposed to join them. They are for Kanami's birthday."

"What? Oh no, Ohma, it's not that'' He shakes his head quickly "I was just thinking, reminiscing a few things…" He tries to smile "Seeing everyone getting together like this just brought back some bittersweet memories, nothing more."

"Hnmm… Kanami said that she also has bad memories of her birthdays" he looks at the decorations "She said that everyone got bummed after a while, with the parties lookin' the same every single year. Then I said I wanted to see it… and she replied with something very interesting."

"Oh?" Kazuo adjusts his glasses "And what was it?"

“It will be nice to make new memories with you.” He smiles sideways, watching Kanami guide the two younger men while Koga decorated the cat tree and Ryuki made meringue bones on a platter.

Kazuo can only stare at him, eyes wide. Ohma had a very simple line of thought, and it was in that simplicity that he managed to express a wisdom worthy of a philosopher. He'd always done that, as long as he'd known him...

And with that thought, the old man ends up smiling. Ohma had really changed his life, hadn't he? He helped him reconnect with his sons, taught him to be more confident and assertive, to persevere even when things seemed too difficult… his family had even grown thanks to him. When you had someone like him always encouraging you, making brand new memories sounded marvelous.

"New memories, eh…? I used to think I was too old to make something like this. But apparently there isn't an age limit for that" he concludes.

"You bet. Come on, there's more bones to toss around the house, and they're not yours" Ohma jokes, nodding.

"Hahaha, and I'm glad for that!" Kazuo shivers, but still laughs in the meantime "As I said, I still want to live for a very long time."

And he really hoped he still had a good few years ahead. He didn't want to miss out on any more new memories that Ohma and he would create, alongside the little family they'd formed.

Next Chapter Here

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The unforgotten night

Ohma Tokita Part 1

Tokita Ohma x gn reader|smut|fluff|

⚠️18+ content/smut/NSFW⚠️

Warnings: swearing, cream pie, mentions of soreness, one night stand, tears, f oral, m oral, dominant, a few positions, drunk,

Okay so this is my first written smut. I love this series so much. Anyways I hope you enjoy.

18+ only Minors DNI

After Ohma's fight with Inaba ended with Ohma coming out victorious in battle, you, Ohma, Kaede, Kazuo, and Lihito went to one of the restaurants on the island where Kazuo Yamashita ordered lots of victory meat for Ohma.

Lihito and Ohma sat on either side of you at the table. Ohma scarfed his meat down. He looked up at you with slate gray eyes as he watched you drink your beer slowly. "Hey y/n...so uh...are you single." Asked Lihito with a cheeky grin.

But before you could answer Kaede stepped in. "Lihito...stop trying already....you got rejected yesterday what makes you think she would say yes to you today....besides... some else already has his eyes set on her. If I were you I would stop now before he loses his temper." Replied Kade with an indifferent glare.

"Pfft! Like I'm scared of the guy who wants her too! Who is he anyway why don't we settle this with-"

"Um Lihito.....sorry but I'm not interested......." You say with a sheepish smile as you continue to eat your meat.

Lihito just sighed and he ate his food in silence. Ohma just grinned smugly as he knew that he was victorious once again.

Kazuo decided to break the tension by making a toast to Ohma's win against Inaba. "Ohma.....did you get yourself looked at.....you have scratches on your face." You say with a calm demeanor.

"I'm fine..... it's nothing life threatening y/n." Replies Ohma with a slight smile.

You blushed as Ohma smiled at you so you turned away quickly drinking your beer fast. Ohma only chuckled softly as he noticed your red face. Everyone drank to their content until you couldn't handle it anymore.

You laid your head on Ohma's shoulder already to your limit with your liquor. You laughed softly and snuggled on his shoulder unaware of what you were doing because you were wasted. Ohma chuckles softly once more as he caresses the top of your head.

Kade soon walks away with Kazuo to help him take a drunk Lihito back to his room leaving you and Ohma alone together.

"Ohma......Hic-up!" You laugh with joy. Ohma looked at you with a gentle look, He thought your flirtatious side was cute. But what got him the most was the way you would look at him with such longing and desire in your eyes.

He soon picks you up bridal style and he takes you back to your room. You begin to to shower his lips with small kisses. Ohma just chuckles with amusement.

"Mmm...Muah....Muah..." You giggled with joy as you kissed while he carried you back to your room.

Ohma continued to chuckle as seemed to enjoy this affectionate side of you. The two of you don't make it inside of your room yet and he sets you down in front of your room to which he pushes you up against the door as your lips crash against his. Ohma presses his body against yours kissing you deeply.

"Mmm...." You moan into his mouth as the two to you continue to kiss with so much passion. Ohma cups your chin as he slides his tongue inside of your mouth exploring your mouth.

"Mmm....Ohma....ah.." you moan softly.

Ohma's hands begin to caress every inch of your body. Ohma slides his hands underneath your shirt and he begins to knead your breast gently. "Ah.......Ohma......mmm." but Ohma didn't let you utter another word as he continued to firmly kiss you.

"these are mine." He says while he squeezed your tits whilst pinching them playfully.

"Ah.....Please.....lets go inside....to do this..... someone might see us....." You say with a shaky quiet voice.

Ohma licks your lips his eyes full of lust as he then kisses you once again deeply. You continued to whimper softly. "These soft lips of yours....are mine." He sensually whispers in your ear.

"Hurry up and open the door....." Spoke Ohma with a hoarse voice while biting your bottom lip.

You gasp softly and moan. "Ohma-"

"Open the door....." He says in low husky whisper as he gives her a sly peraly white smirk.

You nod your head slowly and you get your hotel key out and open the door. As soon as the two of you got inside Ohma slipped off his shirt. You can see his huge member bulging and twitching inside of his sweat pants.

Without warning he slides off your shirt and your bottoms leaving you with just your black and red lace lingerie.

He pushes you down on the bed where he then rips off your lingerie towering over you yearning for you.

Ohma slides off his bottoms revealing his huge bulge. He gets in between your legs and he begins to lick your neck and bite down hard on it. "Ah.....ah..." You let out a small moan.

Ohma trails his kisses to your collarbone. he licks your collarbone where bites down hard on it as well, making you arch your back and lean your head back pleasure.

Ohma begins to suck on your breasts. He suckles and licks on your right nipple as he then bites down on it hard while you squirm underneath him. "Ah! Ohma!." Ohma only chuckles at your reaction.

His kisses continue to trail down your stomach to your lower abdomen. "Ohma! Wait! Wait! Not there! I'll lose my mind if you go down there! " You say already blushing crimson red feeling a little shy.

He licks your left inner thigh and then he bites down on it hard leaving a purple mark on it as well. Your neck, your chest, and your lower abdomen had a couple of hickeys however that didn't matter to you seeing as he was just marking his property.

Your legs rested on his shoulders while your feet were pointed on his back your toes coiled , your legs twitch as he begins to orally stimulate you.

"mph.....oh ......oh.....ah...." You continue to lean your head back on your pillow gripping the sides of it tightly as you begin to breathe heavily.

You look at him as he continues to eat you out. You can hear him sucking and slurping his nose digging deeper inside making you shiver and trembling with pleasure.

"Oh God......ah....he's so good at this." You think to yourself as you bite down on your bottom lip to hold back loud moans.

Your hips begin to buck on their own as Ohma begins to pump two of his fingers in and out of your cunt while he continues to lick your clit. You desperately grabbed on to his head gripping his hair tightly.

"Ah......Ah..... AH! AH FUCK!" You moan louder forgetting about the fact that Kaede's room is next door to yours.

Ohma smirked in amusement as he continued to lick you p****, he liked the way you reacted while he continues to suck you senseless while pumping two fingers in and out of you.

"ooh.....ooh....Ohma.." you whimpered his name softly. Your body trembled and twitched with pleasure as Ohma dug his face deeper devouring you senseless.

It got to the point where you couldn't take it anymore. You were getting close to your orgasm. "Ohma! I'm cumming! Oh God!" Your whimpers continued to get louder, you buck your hips faster gripping his hair tighter. You moaned louder and breathed heavier.

"AH! AH! AH! AH! AHH!!!!" You finally reached your climax exploding your sweet nectar all over Ohma's face.

He pulls away from your c****, licking his lips tasting your sweet nectar. You lay on the bed trying to catch your breath covering your face with your arms. Your hair is messy and wet from the sweat. Ohma grins playfully as he wipes his face with his forearm. "You tasted good ..... Just as I expected." He replied with a small chuckle.

He crawls onto the bed and he towers over you again. His huge bulged shaft rubbed against your p****.

"O-Ohma...." You gasp softly as you grab on to his shoulders tightly.

"No matter how much you moan, scream, and yell ....I won't stop." Replied Ohma with a guttural whisper.

You only nodded your head as you looked up at him biting your lower lip in anticipation.

To be continued

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maochira · 1 month

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Getting into a queerplatonic relationship with Koga and Ryuki

Tags: Koga Narushima x gn!reader x Ryuki Gaoh, poly queerplatonic relationship, fluff, the sillies <3

A/n: I love these two so much. They're to ADHD & autism. That's my favourite type of duo. Always

You're one of Kazuo's relatives and really needed a job, so that's how you ended up working for Yamashita Coorporation

You ended up becoming close friends with Koga quickly and ended up spending a lot of time outside of work with him as well

You're Koga's biggest supporter! You always make sure to motivate him to become stronger

When you first met Ryuki you had a few issues getting along with him (mainly because Koga kept ranting to you about him)

It didn't take long until you became just as close to Ryuki as you are with Koga, but because Koga still hated Ryuki at that time he felt extremely irritated by that

Around that time, Koga began to develop a squish on you. He was super confused by his feelings because he was so jealous every time you were with Ryuki

But at the same time, Koga knew he didn't have romantic feelings for you. That only led him to be more confused about his jealousy, tho

When Koga and Ryuki finally became friends, the three of you became an almost inseparable trio

People would constantly make jokes about "how heartbroken one of them would be when you choose to date the other"

You always shrugged that off because why would you date one of them? You're just friends. There's not much more going on. Especially nothing romantic. Right?

Well, there is something more between you, Koga and Ryuki. It's just nothing romantic

There isn't a specific moment or event when your queerplatonic relationship with them started. You just grew into it over time

Although, Koga and Ryuki didn't really know what type of relationship this is. They never heard of queerplatonic relationships

All they really knew for the first few months was that they enjoy being so close with each other and with you, and that they don't want to lose this 'friendship'

They only really realized they're in a qpr and what that is when they overheard you talking to Kazuo and telling him how there's nothing romantic between you, Koga and Ryuki, and that you're in a qpr with them

Koga quickly looked that up and explained it to Ryuki. And they immediately understood that that's exactly how they feel about you and each other!

If you liked this, please remember to reblog with fun tags and/or feedback! It's the best way to support my writing since reading tags motivates me a lot!

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Cookies'n Cream - Chapter 25

Last chapter / MasterList / art by @aneenasevla

Chapter 25 - Fight Club

Okubo takes a deep breath. And then he exhales slowly. Once. Twice. Three times.

He shifts his weight on his feet, hoping that will ease the pain in his right shin, at least temporarily. He keeps his fists raised in a fighting stance, walking slowly in a semicircle, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him.

His opponent imitates him, a little more out of breath than he is, a little more dejected. But there was still fire in his eyes. He respected that. He was a young boy, inexperienced, but with plenty of talent and a bright future in the martial arts scene.

He was just very unlucky to have him as an opponent so coon.

The screams and encouragement around them didn't stop, getting louder, animalistic. Thirst for violence, for blood. In public rings it was no different. But there, in that improvised space in the parking lot of a building condemned by the city hall, the risks for them, the fighters, were much greater.

But those people didn't care. They'd never cared.

"Finish him, damn it!"

"Cave his fucking face in!"

"Stop fucking around, this isn’t Ultimate Fight!"

"Give the kid some wrestling lessons, Okubo!"

"Put that old man to sleep, Ito!"

Okubo ignores the roar of the audience. He always ignored it when it wasn't time to show off before and after a match. But the boy, Ito, seemed a little affected by it, given the way he gritted his teeth and raised his guard higher, as if he wanted to protect himself from the onlookers' rage.

He felt a mixture of patronizing pity and laughter. Those freaks around them were assholes, but the kid really needed a little lesson.

He lunges forward, delivering a side kick, which Ito blocks, countering with heavy fist strikes, in quick, precise succession that Okubo would have congratulated had it not been for the situation. He blocked as best he could, alternating with attacks in areas Ito left unguarded each time he tried to strike him, but the gaps were getting shorter and shorter. Fuck, the kid was good...!

"That's it, kid, fuck him up! I bet big money on you, dammit!"

"Crush his fuckin' face!"

"Damn it, Okubo! If you're going to get beat up by a rookie, you better just retire already!"

Okubo couldn't answer even if he wanted to. A stab of pain hits him again in the shin, stealing his attention and allowing Ito to break through his block. The punch lands him square in the side of his jaw, pain exploding as if he's been hit in the face with a sheet of metal, stars popping in front of his eyes.

“Fucking hell...!”

He hears the screams of the audience, feels the taste of iron and salt in his mouth, and he gets to see, through eyes half closed in pain, Ito smile triumphantly... and that was exactly the moment he was waiting for.

The boy's smile freezes on his face when Okubo also hits him in the shin with a side kick. With him still bent over by the force applied to the blow, it wasn't difficult to throw him off balance. And soon, they were both on the ground, Ito's neck trapped under one of his legs. Okubo pulls back his arm and lifts his hips in a levering motion, gritting his teeth as Ito screams in pain and the crowd goes wild around them.

"A free lesson for you, kid," He growls, his voice coming out raspy. "Never leave your guard open for an opponent to apply an armbar to you, even more so if he's bigger and heavier than you!"

“Son of a bitch...!”

"So, are you going to give up?"

"Aaargh...!"

"Give up or I'll break your arm!"

"Graaah...!," The boy huffs in frustration, already turning red because of the pain and shortness of breath. And then he taps the floor three times with his hand, almost desperately. "I-I surrender, I surrender!"

Okubo immediately let go of him, geting up from the floor and panting as the crowd cheers around them. The loudest scream was probably Ito's contractor, grabbing the clipboard his poor secretary was holding and throwing it hard to the floor.

"Shit! Atami, you'll pay for this...!"

Atami Hisashi, Muji TV's CEO, could only smile with enormous satisfaction as the referee raised his arm in the air and announced, loud and clear:

"It's over! The winner is Okubo Naoya!"

The parking lot fills with excited cheers and loud applause, some of the more excitable spectators sticking their fingers in their mouths to whistle. And Okubo, despite the tiredness, the pain and the unpleasant taste of blood in his mouth, simply cannot resist. He raises his fists in the air, letting out a shout of triumph and striking a strategic pose, declaring loud and clear:

"That's fuckin' right! 'Sitting around doing nothing will get us nowhere'¹!"

"Stop with those Ultraman references, you nerd!"

Now there was a chorus of laughter to join the cheers and applause, and frankly, that was just the way he liked it. He sees Yamashita Kazuo, smiling a little worriedly as he runs to make sure, along with the paramedics, that Ito receives treatment, and he also sees Himuro and Kaneda, both celebrating along with the other spectators, in a mixture of exasperation and relief. Rihito hadn't been able to attend, but he knew his friend would be thrilled too when he heard the results of his Kengan match.

Damn, the only way for that victory to be even more perfect was with Tomori's presence...

"No! Not happening!"

Okubo wanted to tell his conscience to shut up, but this time he had to agree with it. The less Tomori knew about that universe of clandestine fights, business men's schemes and shady deals, the better for her safety. He didn't want her there, being the subject of scrutiny by all these people, especially other fighters with criminal backgrounds who might get an interest on her.

Her safety, to him, was far more important than his need to boost his ego. Besides...

“What would she say if she knew you were part of something like this?”

Okubo shakes his head, trying to focus on the moment. He wasn't going to rack his brains over probabilities. Only with his victory at the present, because man, it had been monumental!

"Well done, Okubo," Mr. Atami compliments him, smiling in satisfaction as he approaches, other paramedics coming right behind to check on his condition. "There was no need to toy with the boy like that, but I have nothing to complain about your performance, as usual."

"Haha, but I wasn't actually toying with him!," Okubo scratches the back of his neck, and then hisses through clenched teeth when one of the paramedics touches his ribs. "H-Hey, man, take it easy! As- as you can see, every time the kid hit me, it was for real. And I felt and will continue to feel it, damn..."

"Hnnn… it's no wonder he has such a positive assessment on the list of freelance fighters, even though he's only won three matches so far," Atami comments, "A promising talent, indeed. Maybe he's interested in making a contract with Ultimate Fight, since he's of legal age...?"

"You barely won a dealership and you already want to hire another pawn to get even more of 'em?," Okubo smiles sharply. "You businessmen are such weasels..."

Mr. Atami laughs to himself.

"Yeah, some more than others. And speaking of weasels...," He squints at the rival businessman who's just lost the match; the man was trying to break his startled secretary's clipboard in half, without much success. "I have business with Mr. Tsukumo. Your payment is already being transferred to your account. If you'll excuse me..."

"Go right ahead! I also wanted to take care of some business... okay, okay, I get it!," He ruffs when the paramedics make mention of leading him to the improvised ward. "Let me just have a chat with everyone and I'll follow you right after, okay? These guys are worse than my mom, holy shit..."

Mr. Atami laughs again before walking away, going to rub his victory in Mr. Tsukumo's face. Okubo, meanwhile, makes his way to where his opponent was being treated by the paramedics, looking almost as grumpy as his employer. His frown only intensifies when he sees the bald man approaching.

"What? Are you here to add even more salt to my injury?," He asks in a growl, shuddering when a paramedic tests the movements of his injured arm. "Uugh… you came to brag about how a rookie is no match for the all-powerful King of Combat? Fuckin' asshole..."

"Wow, that's uncalled for! The match is over, kid. You're putting your guard up at the wrong time, again," Okubo scoffs, laughing when Ito gives him the middle finger with his good hand.

"Fuck you and leave me alone!"

"Damn, someone needs to teach you a few things about sportsmanship," Okubo crosses his arms. "I only came to compliment you."

Ito stares at him, blinking, hostility giving way to astonishment.

"To compliment me? For what?"

"For giving me a hell of a fight, man!," He smiles widely. "Your blows are very precise and your footwork is on point!"

"... For real? I-"

"But you definitely need to improve your defense. You leave many gaps that facilitate a counterattack. That's how I managed to lock you in that armbar," He explains, pointing to his own right arm. "I know it's satisfying to lunge at your opponents on the offensive, but they won't always stand still, waiting to be beaten, you know."

"Grunf... yeah, I know that," The boy grumbles, looking to the side. "But I still managed to bruise that fucked-up face of yours..."

"Fuck off, you little shit! Anyway...," Okubo clears his throat after his brief outburst of anger. "You're talented, but you can still improve. Will you be busy next Thursday?"

"Uh… no, I don't think so," Ito frowns. "Why?"

"I have training with my personal, I'm preparing for my next fight in January. Feel free to go watch," He offers, smiling more friendly. Ito widens his eyes further.

“Huh? Are you serious?”

"Sure am! Then you can learn a few things and have a chat with us. What do you say?"

“I…,” The boy scratches the back of his head, disconcerted. And Okubo is pleased to see a hint of a smile at the corners of his lips. "I'll think about it, see if I'm really free... then I'll let you know."

"Alright, it's settled then. Again, thanks for the match," Okubo nods to him before turning his back on him, the paramedics immediately following to make sure he goes straight to where they can best treat him.

He allowed himself to receive care, more so as not to give Mr. Atami any trouble than anything else. And he wasn't going to lie, he was grateful when one of the paramedics gave him a cold water bottle for the swelling in the injured area of his face.

"Thanks... man, the kid hits hard, huh..."

"Yeah, but luckly your head is hard enough to cushion the impact."

That elicits a few laughs from the paramedics. Okubo just snorts, turning to Himuro and Kaneda, who were calmly approaching.

"I've been beaten enough in that makeshift ring, I don't need you guys ganging up on me too."

"In your current state, we'd definitely win," Kaneda jokes. "But this time we just came to compliment you. Good job, Okubo!"

"Yeah, it was pretty cool. And a real life lesson for the kid too. Damn, this is so satisfying!," Himuro smiles widely. "No wonder Seki and the SJPW crew like it so much. What do you guys say? Let's open a dojo just so we can beat the crap outta some brats with the support of the law?"

"And you stills complain about Koga turning you down as a teacher," Kaneda sighs while Okubo laughs out loud.

"Hahaha! Sounds fun, I won't deny it, but I really think the kid has the potential to improve."

"And you will take care of it?," Himuro arches an eyebrow. "Even knowing that he could be hired by your employer and maybe even take your spot?"

"Kaneda was hired by your employer and you didn't lose your spot, did you, Himuro?," Okubo shrugs, "I'm pretty secure on my post. And you know me, seeing budding but promising martial artists stirs the good Samaritan inside me.

"Yeah, we know that side of you very well," Kaneda smiles. "We still haven't forgotten your match in Purgatory."

"Yep. Speaking of which, did that Terashi guy went to you in Osaka to be trained?," Himuro asks, and Okubo smiles.

"Oh yeah, I didn't even tell you!" He-"

"Ah, there you are!"

They turn at the interruption and see Kazuo hurrying towards them, adjusting his glasses on his face as they slip down the sweaty bridge of his nose.

"Hey, Mr. Yamashita! Have you come to congratulate me on my awesome victory too?," Okubo asks with a smug smile. "It was a hell of a lesson for the newbies who came to watch, huh!"

"Yeah, you're a bit of a tough teacher, but honestly, you all are," The old man smiles. "It was a good match, Okubo. But I wanted to talk to you three about another matter. Do you know why Rihito didn't come?"

"Rihito?," Kaneda exchanges a look with the other two. "If I'm not mistaken, he went out to celebrate with his employees. I think one of them won a Kengan match, I'm not sure. Did you need to talk to him?"

"Yes, urgently," Kazuo sighs, scratching his hair. "It's been weeks and he still hasn't contacted me to resolve the issue of his employees' licenses. I tried calling him but it always goes to voicemail..."

"He probably got drunk and is out there, partying with his employees, going to cabarets and all that stuff," Okubo shrugs. "Want us to pass the message along to him when we see him again?"

"I would appreciate it. I don't know why he has a phone, if he doesn't answer messages or calls...," Kazuo grumbles, and neither Okubo, Himuro nor Kaneda had the heart to tell him that Rihito answered calls and messages normally. He was just an expert in the art of evading calls and messages that had to do with bureaucracy. It is then that Kazuo seems to realize something. "But isn't it you he usually goes to these places with, Okubo?"

"Uh… yeah, usually, but this time I had a more urgent matter!," Okubo immediately tries to dismiss the conversation, gesticulating agitated. "I couldn’t just ditch the match, I would lose all my credibility, man!"

"Hnn… yeah, this is true," Kazuo concedes with a nod, and Himuro and Kaneda stare at Okubo with identical bored expressions as he lets out a low sigh of relief. "But seriously, when you see him, tell him he needs to go to my office as soon as he can. If his employees are fighting without renewed licenses..."

"It would be a problem, wouldn't it? Okay, we'll let him know as soon as he recovers from his hangover," Himuro promises, and Kazuo grimaces.

"You really have no doubt about his current state, do you?"

“This is Rihito we're talking about. If he wasn't going to celebrate every measly achievement with enough alcohol to disinfect a hospital ward, we could start to fear for his mental well-being," Kaneda comments, to which Okubo and Himuro laugh and Kazuo rolls his eyes.

"I won't judge only because I don't have any room to..."

"Yeah, Kazzy, we're well aware of your history with Mr. Ohya, don't deny it, hehe..."

"Hey, hey, don't be a hypocrite, Okubo! Rihito and you have been arrested at least twice for doing stupid stuff while drunk!," Kazuo points indignantly at Okubo. "Don't pretend you have a clean record just because you're staying sober to impress a girl!"

"What- I'm not! – Okubo protests, turning red, "I mean- I kinda am, but- how do you know that, anyway? Which one of these assholes snitched?!"

"None of them, I saw it myself over at the Heavy Bakery. I was drunk, but not enough not to notice the obvious..."

"What do you mean ‘obvious’? I'm not obvious!," He protests, turning his nose a little while pressing the cold water bottle against his face. "I have a lot more dignity than that and-"

"Hey, Okubo, your phone is ringing," Kaneda says suddenly, picking up Okubo's vibrating phone from inside his robes. "And it's Miss Uta. I'm glad she didn't call when you asked me to take care of it, or right in the middle of your match-"

"Thanks dude! Gimme here!," Okubo almost runs over Himuro and Kazuo in the rush to get up and run to grab the phone. In two seconds he accepts the call, brings the cell phone to his ear and coos, in a ridiculously sugary voice:

"Heeey, Tomori! Busy? No, I'm never too busy for you..."

And he distances himself from his friends, ignoring the unimpressed looks they were throwing at him.

"Like I said. Obvious," Kazuo shakes his head, to which Himuro snorts through his nose.

“That's because you didn't see them the morning after that party at the bakery. Talk about nausea-inducing..."

"We didn't complain only because it would be ingratitude towards Miss Uta, who received us at her house," Kaneda sighs. "But hey, I honestly prefer that to the whining straight out of a soap opera.

"Wow... So Okubo really likes this girl?"

"He's head over heels for her," Himuro pulls a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. "He's planning to ask her to be his girlfriend and everything."

"Huh. Who would've thought," Kazuo smiles. "But I'm really happy to hear that! What kind of magic is there in this bakery, huh? To be making couples like this, even one where the guy is a self-confessed womanizer-"

"Couples? In plural?," Kaneda stares at Kazuo, surprised, to which the old man locks himself in place, his eyes bulging. "Wait, is there anyone else besides Okubo and Miss Uta?"

Anyone who saw Kazuo like this, so white and sweaty, would have thought that the gratuitous violence earlier had been too much for his stomach. He shakes his head vehemently.

"What- no! I mean, I- I don't know anything! I saw nothing, I heard nothing!"

"Man, we didn’t accuse you of anything," Himuro blinks. "We’re just asking-"

"Asking what? I already told you I don't know anything!," He shrieks, walking backwards while shaking his hands. "And even if I knew I wouldn't say anything! You can't make me! You can forget about it!"

"Mr. Yamashita, calm down-"

"I'm calm! Who's not calm? I'm completely calm!," He now almost ran away from them. "I- I have to go now! Need to mediate negotiations between Mr. Atami and Mr. Tsukumo! Yes, that's what I'm going to do! See you later, and please tell Rihito to look for me as soon as he can! See you later, bye-bye!"

And he dashes off, accompanied by the astonished looks of Himuro and Kaneda. Both look at each other.

"Dude, what the fuck was that?"

"No idea. All I understood is that he knows something we don't," Kaneda shrugs. "But I've already played the matchmaker for too long, so..."

"Yeah. Count me out too," Himuro snorts, putting a cigarette in his mouth and then pulling the lighter out of his other pocket. "All I know is that it's a good thing Rihito didn't hear that. He'd throw a tantrum if he knew another guy besides Okubo was scoring with girls while he's still chasing down a number of a chick whose face he's never seen."

"And our ears would pay the price," Kaneda nods. "But seriously, do you think Okubo knows something or...?"

"He? No fat chance," Himuro shakes his head, Kaneda and he turn around to look at their friend. "That one only has eyes and ears for his own thing, screw the rest..."

Himuro couldn't be more right. Okubo was so engrossed in his call with Tomori that he didn't even notice Kazuo's antics.

"You called me at the best possible time! I was really wanting to talk to you...," He was saying, to which Tomori laughs on the other side of the line.

"You too? Was it like a thought transmission or something?"

"Perhaps! Good to know that our connection is not limited to the area from the waist down, hehe."

"Stop it, you nutcase!," She laughs more. "If the boys hear you..."

"Relax, I went away from them to answer your call. They know we need privacy. And they would want to die if they heard this conversation, anyway, hahaha."

"Yeah, no wonder! But anyway...," He hears the sound of creaking leather, and imagines her lying down on the biggest sofa in her living room. "You said you wanted to talk to me. Got something to tell me?"

"Actually I don't. I just wanted to hear your voice," He lowers his tone, which becomes more tender. "I miss you..."

"Ooh, such a corny man…," She coos affectionately. "I miss you too. I wish I was there just so I could kiss you..."

"In the mouth? Or elsewhere too?"

"Hey, hey, sir, behave yourself!," She scolds in a playful tone. "You're in a public place, right? Have some decency!

"And if I don't, what are you going to do? Headbutt me in the nipples?," He jokes, and laughs when he hears her cursing.

"You're funny for someone who suffers more from the force of gravity than I do," She snorts. "I can take you down in no time if I sit on your shoulders and lean back far enough."

"I want to see you try the next time we see each other. Which I hope is soon, I miss you too much," He pouted, and he heard her laugh again.

“That's exactly why I called. Are you free tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Sure thing!," He exclaims, taking the cold water bottle away from the side of his face when he feels it getting numb. "What do you want to do?"

"A candy store specializing in cookies opened close to home, and as an expert in the field, I really want to check it out. What do you think?," He could practically hear the smile in her voice. "Then we can go to a pub afterwards, if you want."

"Uh… I'm up for it, but do you really want to drink?," He asks, suddenly hesitant. "I thought you were traumatized by this type of date, after… you know…"

"I'm the one who should tell you that!," He immediately feels relief when he hears her laugh. "No, seriously, you know why I got upset with you that time. Arriving drunk on a date is wrong, but consensual drinking during one is not. Even more so 'cause I'm going to drink with you this time."

"Fair enough," He nods. "But let's not exaggerate, because if we do I won't be able to give you the treatment you deserve later…," His tone becomes insinuating, and she soon follows his cue.

"Oh, really? What kind of treatment do I deserve? Tell me..."

"The kind that will make your legs too wobbly for you to get outta bed," His tone is slightly menacing; he had learned that she loved the feeling of danger.

"Hnnn… that sounds nice. Don't think I'll let you forget that promise."

"I would be kinda upset if you did, honestly," He laughs low. "One way or another, I'm up for it. I don't think this candy store's cookies are going to be as good as yours, but it will be fun to hear your professional reviews, haha."

"If they aren't as good as mine, in their own way, I would consider it money badly spent," She comments playfully. "Let’s buy a box with all the flavors, how about that?"

"I'm in! And I'll pay."

"Oh no, we'll split the bill!"

"Oh, come on! Let me spoil you, just this once..."

"You already spoil me too much! I'm almost sick of it," She snorts, but then laughs. "You're such a weird man, Naoh, insisting on spending money on me that much. I sometimes feel like a golddigger..."

“If you were, you wouldn't get all sulky and awkward when I spend money on you."

"Yeah, I don't think I'd be a good sugar baby."

"Maybe I could be a good sugar daddy, but you won't let me find out!"

He is elated to hear her laugh out loud. He couldn't get enough of how easy it was to talk to her now that they'd made up. He wouldn't trade that for anything else.

"If you wanted to find out, it would've to be with another woman who was willing to play the part," She ponders, and he shakes his head.

"In that case, I will remain in doubt."

“My God, you're so cute,” she murmurs, sounding almost out of breath. “I can't wait to see you tomorrow."

"Me too," He replies in the same tone, bringing the phone closer to his mouth to speak more quietly. "I'm wondering if I'll bring you your favorite flowers or if I'll surprise you like in that old game of ours..."

“You don't need to bring anything but your stomach, your bad jokes that always make me laugh, and your gorilla hands."

"I'd never forget them. How would I be able to hold and grope you without them?," He smiles almost predatorily. "Just you wait, tomorrow they won't leave you alone for nothing in the-"

"Heeey, Okubo, my guy!"

Okubo almost drops the phone on the ground in fright. There came several of the fighters affiliated with the Kengan Association, Himuro and Kaneda among them, running towards him. He waves a hand, alarmed.

"H-Hey, guys, hold on! I'm in the middle of a call-"

"Leave that for another time!," One of them interrupts him, giving him a tremendous slap on the shoulder and making him almost drop the phone again. "Now it's time to celebrate!"

"Hell yeah! Let’s drink our assess off, and it's on us!"

"And let’s go to Miss Rino's club, we deserve some sugar from those girls!"

"What- no! No girls for me, damn it!," Okubo screams this time, terrified when he hears Tomori's voice, still loud and clear on the other end of the line.

"Naoh? What's going on? What's all that screaming?"

"Who are you talking to? Come on, turn that thing off!"

"Say goodbye already, today we're going to town!"

"Naoya? Hellooo?"

"Tomori! S-Sorry about that, it's- it's the guys and some other friends bugging me!," He exclaims, trying not to lose his balance as huge hands pull him and heavy arms rest on his shoulders. "They are worse than needy kids, sorry! I- I think I'll have to hang up..."

"Uh… okay then, no problem," She seemed confused, but he felt relieved when she didn't seem to want to argue. "Are we settled then? Or did an urgent matter come up there...?"

"No, we are! Send me a time and I'll come by to pick you up at your house- oow, stop pulling me, damn it, I'm still sore!" He complains, a little too loudly, and he then flinches in alarm.

"Sore? Why? Did something happen to you?"

"No, I'm great! We'll talk tomorrow, Tomori, bye-bye!," He exclaims, a little louder and more brusquely than he intended, before ending the call. Holy shit, he prayed to whatever entity was listening that she hadn't heard anything about Miss Rino's club..."

"Who was on the phone with you?," One of the fighters asks, smiling insinuatingly while raising a little finger. "Was it your girlfriend?"

"Man, I hope she hasn't heard that talk of ours about getting some sugar from other girls, otherwise you're fucked, hahaha..."

"I should be the one to say that, you bastards! If she's pissed off at me tomorrow, I'll beat the shit outta you all!," Okubo yells, and that provokes a wave of laughter.

"Relax, she won't mind not being the only woman in your life if you're generous enough with your money, hehe..."

"You guys are such jackasses, I swear," He snorts. "There won't be any clubs and no girls besides her for me, ok? Let's just drink and that's it. You can chase skirts later, but count me out."

"Holy shit, so Himuro and Kaneda were right! The King of Combat has been duly chained, guys!," Another fighter happily exclaims "A minute of silence for our fallen soldier!"

There was silence for only a few seconds before laughter broke out. Okubo rolls his eyes, a little red in the face, but damn, with the reminder of his current love life, it was hard to keep a grimace. He even managed only to throw an accusing look at Himuro and Kaneda when he saw them approaching him, when he was finally freed from that sea of inconvenient arms.

"You seriously went out spreading my situation with Tomori from the rooftops? You guys are worse than those old gossipers at the fish market,” He mutters, to which Kaneda shakes his head.

“It's you who's called a bigmouth, Okubo, not us. Mr. Yamashita saw your excitement when it came time to answer Miss Uta's call and asked about it. We just told him the truth."

"And those nosy bastards heard us," Himuro says with a shrug. "And what difference does it make? As long as you don't go into detail, she won't risk being chased by yout rivals looking to get even or anything."

"Bit your tongue, gigolo!," Okubo shivers all over. "I'm already worried enough about the possibility that she's heard this nonsense about going into clubs and having fun with other girls without you putting more ideas in my head. Hopefully she's not too mad and will let me explain everything tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow? Are you really going to see her tomorrow?," Kaneda frowns. "I don't think it's a good idea..."

“If I don't go, she might draw the wrong conclusions! And I want to go out with her, dammit," He mumbles sullenly. "I deserve some kisses and cuddles from her after my glorious victory. Don't rain on my parade."

"We aren't. It's just... do you intend to tell her about the Kengan matches?," Kaneda insists, to which Okubo frowns.

"What? No, I don't! At least not now. It could be risky for her."

"That's why I said it wasn't a good idea..."

"What are you getting at?"

"Your face, Egghead," Himuro snorts, blowing cigarette smoke through his nostrils. "Or do you think the bruise that will appear there tomorrow will somehow make your face nicer to look at?"

Okubo blinks. And then he becomes even more aware of the cold water bottle, its insides already melted, in his hand.

"... Oh, shit."

* * *

"My God, Naoya, what happened to your face?!"

If it had been someone else asking that kind of question, Okubo would have given some dry, sarcastic reply. “I was born, that's what happened,” was one of his favorites. “If you don't like it, give me money so I can buy another one” too.

But the person in question was Tomori. And at her astonished and frightened expression, he could only flinch and open a very nervous smile.

"Uh… if I say that a little kiss from you is what I need to heal, will it be enough?"

"Oh, for the love of...! No, it won't," She sighs heavily, shaking her head and putting her hands on her hips as she taps her foot with some impatience, right outside her front door. She looked adorable in that outfit, which consisted of a white blouse with short, puffy sleeves that exposed her shoulders, a flared jean skirt, and platform sandals (she'd been wearing them more and more since they'd started dating), but he felt that, if he were to choose that moment to praise her, she would consider it an evasion of his question and get mad. He sighs too, scratching the back of his neck.

"Okay then...," He raises his hand, touching the side of his jaw, fully aware of the bruise that colored its side. "First of all, I'll say that this was not the work of your boss."

“Of course it's not. Kanny went camping and won't be back until next week," She replies immediately. "Not to mention that the bruise is too large to be the work of a woman's hand."

"… Damn, you can recognize even that…"

"I don't follow only Ultimate Fight's men's division, you know. And anyway, it's not exactly a small bruise,” She grimaces, reaching out to touch the bruised side of his face. Okubo shudders.

"Careful there, it's still sore..."

"Sorry. But seriously, what happened there?," She asks, a little distressed. "You won't have a match until January, so it can't be that… can it?"

Damn…she was so much smaller than he was, and yet, he felt dwarfed by that piercing, sharp gaze. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, uncomfortable.

"Look… you know the kind of life I lead, right?," He gestures a little. "You know that's how I earn my living. Bruises are kind of an inevitable part of that. You have nothing to worry about..."

"I do because of your background," Her expression starts to darken. "You didn't get into a street fight, did you?"

"I- Is that the immediate conclusion you draw?," He clenches his mouth. "Couldn't I have gotten this bruise during a sparring session?"

"If that was it you would've told me by now. You don't know how to lie, Naoya," She snorted through her nostrils, and he immediately thought of a little fire-breathing dragon. "I could see that already."

"Hnf. Look, I don't want to talk about it...," He runs a hand over his face, and then he shudders and grinds through clenched teeth when it causes him a twinge of pain. "Ow... it was no big deal, I swear. Let's just forget about it, okay?, "He moves forward, trying to smile as he leans towards her. "Just let me give you the first kiss of the day..."

He puckers his lips, but he's stopped by her unceremonious right hand. She looks at him resolutely.

“Not until I hear an explanation for that bruise in your face."

Okubo sighs hard. "Seriously, why do you care so much about this? You should've gotten used to seeing my face all bruised up by now. I'm a fighter, it's part of the package..."

"Is punching others on the streets also part of this package?"

"No, but depending on how much they piss me off, I might include it as a bonus."

"I'm serious, dammit!," She raises her voice with irritation. "Did you drink too much yesterday, by any chance?"

"Why are you already jumping straight into this possibility?"

"I heard your friends trying to drag you out to celebrate I don't know what," She narrows her eyes a little. "I also heard some things about a club..."

"Hey, hey, it was their idea! And I cut it off on the spot," He immediately tries to defend himself, raising his voice too. "Didn't you hear that bit? I didn't go to any clubs!"

"I know, I heard you refusing. There's no need to be so defensive about it," She crosses her arms. "But you went out drinking with them, didn't you?"

"And what does that have to do with anything?"

"It has to do with the fact that I know your drinking history! Did you get drunk and pick fights, by any chance? Is that how you got that hideous bruise?," She pointed to his face, and for the first time since he had met her, Okubo felt a genuine surge of irritation with her.

"Hey, hey, what's this? Have you decided to act like my mom or something? You can cut that out right now," He warns, seriously. "What's your deal, anyway? Are you ashamed to be seen on the streets with me like that?"

"That's not it, dammit!," She gestures in frustration. "I just wouldn't like to know that the guy I'm going out with is picking fights with random people on the street as if he were still a teenager!"

"I did not! I... ugh, I thought you liked these things!,"

"I like it when it's inside an octagon, in a fair fight against another fighter your size! Not against an ordinary person who could barely defend himself against a punch from you!"

"Damn it, woman, it wasn't like that at all!," He takes a step towards her, frustration and anger increasing the volume of his voice even more. "After all this time, do you still expect these things from me? Even with me doing everything to improve for you?!"

"For me? You should be doing this for yourself!," She points to his nose, her teeth clenched. "We already talked about this, remember? Why don't you admit your mistakes and be honest with me? Just tell me the truth!"

"I can't! I want to, but I can't!”, he screams in his thoughts, the nervousness and the offense with her accusations making him feel more and more cornered. And holy shit, he hated feeling cornered!

"I'm telling the truth! I didn't pick up a fight with a random guy on the street, for nothing!," He opens his arms sharply, grinding his teeth too. He didn't want to yell at her, he didn't, but the volume of his voice refused to drop. "Can't I have my own thing and you have yours?! No need to stick your nose in everything..."

"Stick my nose? Is that what you call a genuine concern from those who care about you?," she asks indignantly, and he clenches his fists.

"I haven't heard any concern from you so far, only unfair accusations!"

"And how will I know if it's unfair or not if you insist on not being honest with me? ... ugh, you know what? If you're going to be like that, then I don't want to go out with you anymore today," She decrees, turning her back on him and going back to unlocking the front door, her hands trembling with rage, almost dropping the keys. Okubo blinks, eyes wide.

"Are you serious? I came all this way for nothing then?," He asks stunned, and when she doesn't answer, he snorts angrily. "Oooh, that’s just great! Then I also don't want to go out anymore, if I have to put up with your bad mood!"

"Fine! You can leave then."

"I will! Fuckin' bye," And he turns his back on her, marching furiously to the entrance gate, while listening to the house door slamming hard behind him.

Such a nosy, distrustful, stubborn woman, wanting to stuck her nose in what only concerned him! And the two of them weren't even in a serious, official relationship...

"And wasn't that what you wanted so badly to have with her, dumbass?"

Of course he wanted to, but it was complicated having to put up with all those unfair accusations!

... Which were derived from genuine concern, as he had shown up on her porch with a completely wrecked face, without any explanation or prior notice.

Okubo stops in the act of placing his hand on the gate, intending to open it, a cold, unpleasant feeling pooling in the pit of his stomach, replacing the searing anger.

Hell… his track record really wasn't the best, she'd seen that firsthand. She might have forgiven him, but she sure as hell hadn't forgotten. He really was an inconsiderate bastard.

"… Tomori!," He couldn't hold it anymore, turning around and almost running to the porch, raising his fist to knock on the door. "Tomori, I'm sorry! I-"

"Naoh!"

Tomori's distressed call is accompanied by two other sounds, happening in succession: the thud of the door hitting the wall when it is abruptly opened, and the sound of Okubo's body crashing to the ground when he loses his balance, as if someone had screamed "timber!" right behind him.

"Whoaa! Oww, fuck...!"

"Naoh! Oh shit, I'm sorry!," She exclaims in alarm, immediately crouching down to help. "Are you alright? Did it hurt?"

"Uugh... more on my pride than anything else..."

"You didn't hit your nose or anything? Let me see...," She holds his face between her hands as he slowly stands up. He grinds through his teeth as her fingers press into the injured side of his face and he holds her wrist, ever so gently.

"Oow... be careful there, I told you it's sore..."

She swallows hard, and Okubo feels a small rush of dread as her eyes fill with tears.

"H- Hey! No, don't- don't cry, please! I'm sorry for the things I said, it was without thinking-"

"No…," She interrupts him, sniffling and wiping away the tears quickly as if she was ashamed of them. "I'm the one who has to apologize, again… you came hurt, wanting to go out with me, to spend time with me even though you're in pain, and I, instead of just worrying about your condition before asking any questions... it does look like I don't care about you, and it's not true!"

"I know, I know it's not. Of course you care. If not, you wouldn't have asked so many questions," He sits up with a groan, holding out his hands and helping her wipe away her tears with his thumbs, his stomach still heavy with remorse. "Who wouldn't want to know the reason behind such a nasty bruise? I would definitely want to, if you were in my place..."

"I know... but I left those days behind me, back in my teens... oh, sorry!," She exclaims when he winces his shoulders a little. "There I go again, accusing you of childishness and being passive-aggressive at the same time..."

"... I don't blame you," He ends up sighing, now just feeling tired and wanting to cuddle with her. And he doesn't ignore that desire, calling with a pleading tone, "C'mere,... I'm sorry, Tomoh..."

She hesitates, approaching on all fours with a doubtful expression. But when he pulls her into his lap, she just melts into his arms, closing her eyes and laying her head on his shoulder as she hugs him. And they stay there, clinging to each other, taking what seems like a full minute to remember that the front door was open and anyone walking along the sidewalk could see them. She sniffs softly.

"... I was worried about you. I still am, actually...," She babbles. "I don't want to be meddling in every aspect of your life..."

“I would pay you a salary to do just that!”

“But it gets hard when you show up here like that, out of the blue, and refuse to explain. It's hard not to imagine that something very wrong is happening in your life," She raises her eyes to him, leaning on her knees to reach his injured jaw, which she touched gently with her lips. "I worry a lot, even more so after everything that..."

She didn't need to explain what that "everything" meant. Okubo understood. For someone who had seen firsthand what he was capable of when he was drunk, it was no surprise that she would jump to the worst conclusions from yet another clue he refused to explain.

But how would he tell her that there was nothing wrong going on in his life other than the supposed legality of what he was doing, every time Mr. Atami called him to beat the crap out of another guy for his own interests?

“And how am I supposed to tell her that I like this, however wrong it is?”

"I know… I know…," He tilts his head to the side, touching her lips with his in a quick, salty peck. "I… I swear to you that what happened wasn't a fight on the street with some idiot, in some roadside pub. Was it more of a... sporty thing?," It came out more like a question than a statement, but it was a little late for him to correct his tone.

"… Sporty thing?," She repeats, confused. He wets his lips with his tongue before continuing.

"Okay… do you remember how I met Rihito, Himuro and Kaneda? We told you that Saturday at the market."

"Huh..."

"The backstage league."

"... Oh!," She then widens her eyes, finally seeming to remember. "Wait, so… you still fight in that league? Wasn't it a spur-of-the-moment thing, like...'I'm looking for fresh airs, new faces to punch' or something like that?"

Okubo feels like laughing, more from hysteria than anything else, and he holds back because he feels like she won't forgive him so easily if he does. Hell, if she even had the slightest idea...

"Look... let's go to your couch to talk more calmly, shall we? My back is starting to hurt... and with the door wide open like that, anyone passing by outside can watch the onset of my scoliosis," He groans playfully, and her eyes widen again.

"Oh, right! C'mon," She gets up and reaches her right hand, pushing the door with her left. "We have a lot to talk about."

He nods, accepting the hand she offers. It was good to know that her anger had subsided enough that she no longer refused contact.

About twenty minutes later, they were both sitting around the tea table in the center of the living room, while Tomori poured two steaming cups of tea for them. She sets the teapot aside and sighs.

"Okay…," She starts, resting her hands on her lap. "This backstage league… are you still in it?"

"Yes," He answers promptly; lying or not talking wouldn't improve the situation at all. "Whenever they call me and I'm available."

"… Does it involve a contract?," She asks after thinking a bit. "Because as far as I know, your contract with Ultimate Fight would prohibit you from forming partnerships with other martial arts promotions. Or am I mistaken?"

"No, you're not," He shakes his head, picking up his teacup, deliberately avoiding looking her in the eye. "It's not a contractual deal. It's more of a... a freelance job, you know?"

"Job? So you're paid to fight in this league?"

"I am. Not as much as what I make in Ultimate Fight, plus the sponsorships and merchandise with my face, but it's still something," He blows the surface of the liquid before taking a sip. Tomori frowns.

"And your sponsors, your team and the CEO of the promotion don't know about it?"

"… Some of them know," Okubo answers after pondering. "Not all. It's... it's something that's better not to spread around."

"And they don't mind? Doesn't it go against promotion guidelines?"

Holy shit, she asked so many questions! Okubo admired her fascination with the world of martial arts, but at that moment, he found himself wondering if it wouldn't be easier if she were just a casual fan, not an avid one...

“You two probably wouldn't be so far along in your relationship if that were the case. That is, if you even had one.”

He smirks. He would never want his Tomori to be any different than what she was. But damn, she was too curious for her own good.

"Look… as long as I keep my mouth shut and do what I have to do, they don't care much," He finally says, giving a slightly embarrassed laugh. "I know you're a die-hard fan and admirer of martial arts leagues, but things behind the scenes are not so-"

"Hey, hey, don't take me for a ditzy, Okubo Naoya," She interrupts him, pointing at him. "I'm not a blind fan. Not anymore, at least. I know well that the most famous martial arts leagues are not perfect and one hundred percent ethical. I know that some dirt stuff happens behind the scenes. I just..."

“You just didn't expect me to be a part of it,” he finished the sentence for her, kind of offhand. And then he makes a face when she winces her shoulders. "Sorry. There I go, putting words in your mouth again..."

"It's okay," She ends up sighing. "I mean, you… you can't consider a 'backstage league' dirty, can you?"

"You kinda can. It just depends on your definition of dirty."

“I don't know… is this, like, Fight Club or something?," She asks, curious, and this time Okubo can't hold back. Tomori snorts as he laughs out loud. "Yeah, you and your backstage league are really funny."

"S-Sorry...," He puts a fist in front of his mouth, coughing. "It's just that your comparison kinda gave me an excuse to claim that I can't talk about that any longer."

"... Ooh," She understands, and ends up laughing too. "First rule of Fight Club: you do not talk about Fight Club."

"Exactly."

"But then I'm right?"

He finishes with his cup of tea and sets it down on the table slowly.

“Yeah…it's kinda like a club, but it's a little more complex than a bunch of muscle heads punching each other for no reason. It's hard to explain...," He touches his injured jaw with his fingers. "All you need to know is that the guy I fought was no weakling serving as my punching bag. It was a fair fight against a fighter almost as capable as I am."

"Almost?"

"Hey, in Ultimate Fight or Fight Club, I'm still the King of Combat!"

“You just broke the first rule, King of Combat."

"And this is just between us, okay?," He puts an index finger to his lips, smiling when she laughs. It was so nice to be able to be honest with her, even if not completely...

Tomori takes her own cup, taking a long drink with her eyes closed. She is silent long enough for Okubo to want to ask what she was thinking. But she herself breaks the silence for him.

"Can I see you fight in this Fight Club?"

Okubo gave thanks inwardly that he was no longer holding the cup of tea. He probably would've knocked it to the floor and ruined her china set.

"Uh… I…," He thinks as best he can of several excuses, and none of them sounded convincing enough. "I'd like you to see me fight, yes, but… it's not a matter of wanting to…"

"That's another one of the rules, isn't it?'," She asks, her hands in her lap again. "Can't you bring someone from outside to watch?"

"No… it's not that I can't…," He gestures uncertainly, scratching the back of his head, a little distressed to see her looking upset again.

“Just say you can't and that's it, you idiot! It's a lie, but it's for her own good!"

"I don't want to lie to her anymore!"

“I… I worry about you, that's all."

She looks up at him, annoyance giving way to surprise.

"You worry about me? Why?," She suddenly snorts. "Do you think my delicate feminine eyes couldn't handle gratuitous violence or something?"

"After knowing you all this time? I'd be a tremendous idiot if I thought so," He rolls his eyes a little. "It's not that, woman. It's just that in this backstage league, they're not very selective with who they let in. As long as the guy knows how to fight, it's all good for them."

Her sarcastic expression fades a little.

"Which means...?"

"It means I'm not friends with everyone there," He looks at her seriously. "And I don't want to be. Rihito, Himuro, and Kaneda are nice people, but some of those guys... let's just say I don't want you five hundred meters away from them. And that's that."

He sees the understanding on her face, accompanied by a slight pale. He feels guilty about it, but he wasn't going to take it back. It was the truth. And she needed to understand, for her own sake.

“I'd never forgive myself if anything happened to you because of the Kengan Association. Please don't push it."

"… I see," She nods at last, half shrunken, squeezing the fabric of her skirts between her fingers. "So it's some serious business..."

"Yeah. Do you understand now why I didn't know how to tell you?"

"I'm…," She takes a deep breath, closing her eyes. Okubo leans over the tea table to touch her shoulder, guilt rising in his chest.

“Hey… sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…"

"You didn't. I'm fine, relax," She holds his hand, and Okubo is a little more relieved when she smiles. "Thanks for being honest with me, as much as possible."

"Yeah... you deserved it, after the scare I gave you," He smiles too, more embarrassed. And then he goes around the table until he's sitting next to her, pulling her into another hug "Sorry, Tomori… I wish I could've been more honest with you, but I thought you wouldn't like to know these things."

"Well… I'm not exactly happy about it," She murmurs, accepting the hug. "But if it's consented and both you and all these guys know what you're getting into… just promise me you'll be careful."

"I promise. I'm not going to show up with a face even more fucked up than it already is, because then you'd be to embarassed to go out with me, haha."

"Stop it, your face isn't fucked up! ... It's just a little funny-looking."

"… Yeah, honesty is everything in a relationship, right? Thanks, I guess."

She laughs out loud at his sulking tone, cupping his face in her hands to give him a peck. Jeez, how could he stay pissed off at all that cuteness?

"I really like your face and I want to keep seeing it always healthy, okay? Don't doubt it, please... and I'm sorry if I made you think otherwise."

"It's okay. I said that out of anger. I never doubted you,” He brings her in for a slightly deeper kiss, melting at the sigh she takes against his mouth. It felt so good to be on good terms with her again... and also to know the day hadn't been completely wasted.

"Hey…," He murmurs when they walk away, smiling invitingly. "Is that trip to that candy shop still on? All this talk made me hungry."

"Yeah, me too," She agrees, getting up and again reaching her hand to him. "Come on, if we're lucky we can get all the flavors still available!"

"Nice! Then we can go to an pub like you suggested. And then...," He encircles her waist with an arm, bringing her to him with an insinuating half smile. "We'll spend the rest of our night in a more comfortable place. What do you think?"

"Oh, you... we barely made up and you already want to take me to bed, huh?"

"Of course! I heard make up sex is the best kind of sex. Don't you want to find out if it's true with me? Hnn?," He gives a succession of small kisses on her face and neck, making her laugh and cringe with the tickle.

"Hahaha, stop, you...! Okay, I'm up to it! I won't deny that I'm curious to test the theory...," She jokes, giving him one last peck. "I'll just get my umbrella, prevention is never too much in this crazy summer weather. You can wait for me in the car."

"Alright! I'll meet you there,” He holds her against his chest a little more before letting go, retracing his steps down the long corridor and out the door. He even whistled in his satisfaction.

Damn, that had come out better than he expected! And she hadn't even been pushing the matter after his explanations either... it was a relief to know that he could keep Tomori safe without having to make lame excuses about the bruises. It wasn't like he was often called upon to a Kengan match, anyway. She wouldn't need to wotrry...

He just didn't know that, inside the house, Tomori was still thinking about everything she had heard from him. She thought, she brooded, she turned it around, she tried to convince herself that it wasn't something to worry about.

She tried. But she couldn't.

She walks into the kitchen, carrying her purse over one shoulder, her closed umbrella in one hand and her phone in the other. She clicks on the contact list and opens the chat of a specific number. She couldn't make a call; there wasn't time, and anyway, she probably wouldn't even see it ultil days later. So just an audio would be enough.

She leans back against the marble counter, bringing her phone to her mouth and looking back one last time, just to make sure Okubo isn't coming to rush her. And then she presses a button on the screen.

"Hey, Kanny! It's me," She says quickly, unable to stop herself from sounding a little distressed. "I know you're still camping in the mountains, so I'll just send you an audio so you can hear it when you get back. No need to worry, I'm fine. It's just that I heard some things and I need to talk to someone about them, otherwise I'll go crazy with anxiety. Kany, I... I think Naoya..."

She wets her parched lips before continuing.

"I think Naoya is involved with one of those underground, illegal fight leagues."

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