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Louder Voice (NSFW) FT: Sakura Miyawaki

Author's Note: I am back on my Sakura Miyawaki BS. Also I think this is my longest piece so far so enjoy

Part I

I open my bags to Otrimi’s stuff (food and bowls) I open one of his food pouches and empty the contents of it into his bowl Otrimi munched happily. After that, we go to the Cafeteria area where I get more stares. Kura who's next to me Groans looking at the menu

“Ugh, teriyaki again. You wouldn't have a magical food changer would you?” she jokes. I laugh then say “Not exactly follow me.” I saw as we walked out of the cafeteria. I take out my space carver and cut a rectangle that's big enough for the both of us.

“Saku chan. Saku chan” a high-pitched feminine voice rang out behind us. Kura and I turn around to see a gorgeous brunette with the brightest smile approaching us along with a shorter cute brunette following her.

“Oh hey Sana hi Dahyun,” Kura says. I wave at the duo.

“Who is this ?” the taller brunette asks. I can't figure out which girl is which.

“Oh, this Dai…Juzo. Just Juzo.” Sakura stumbles

“Smooth Kura.” I tease. Kura hits me annoyed

“Oh, Kura? I haven't heard anyone call her that. Can I call you that Sakura?” the shorter one asks.”

“No!” she snaps. Dahyun and Sana look at Sakura surprised. I noticed the hurt in The shorter girl’s eyes.

“Sakura. Chill. It's not that serious. I say. Sakura looks back at me and I gesture with my eyes to them. When she turns she apologizes to both. Which means I still couldn't tell which is which.

“Where are you two headed?” the taller girl asks

“Oh, I don't know Juzo was leading the way,” Kura answers

“We are going to get nachos,” I say confidently

The taller girl looks at me funny, “Sakura why does he sound like he's from Kagoshima.”

“Because he learned Japanese from someone from Kagoshima,” Kura says. I nod in confirmation.

“Y'all wanna get nahos with us? I'll pay.” as soon as I said'll pay Dahyun and Santa were all for it. So they follow Kura and me through carved space and we arrive outside of one of my favorite Mexican food places.

“Okay, who here can speak English?” I ask Kura raises her hand as do the other two girls but then the shorter brunette lowers the hand of the taller brunette. I would have laughed but I didn't feel comfortable because I didn't know either girl’s name. So I just bite the bullet and ask. I'll risk looking like a fool.

“Hey! So which one of you is Dahyun and which one of you is Sana,” I ask

The girl's eyes widen in recognition, “oh I'm Dayhun” the shorter girl says. I nod then turn to Sana who introduces herself as such. After that short introduction, we enter the restaurant.

“Hello, what can I get you? The cashier asks pleasantly

“Uh, your Carne Asada Nachos, your Asada Fries, and a California burrito for the road. y'all want anything else?” I asked turning to the rest of the group. They shook their heads and we sat down at a booth near the front of the small hole in the wall.

“So Juzo, you seem quite comfortable with Sakura?” Dahyun asked.

“She's really easy to get along with,” I replied to the young lady.

“True you guys seem to be close,” Dahyun responded

I shrugged and turned to her. She had this kinda spacey look to her which melted my heart. I smiled watching her. Kura noticed this and turned to me

“What are you looking at?” she questioned

“Your dumb face.” I teased. Kura rolled her eyes shortly after the food came. I set the fries to Dahyun and Sana while Kura and I shared the nachos.

As we ate Sana watched Kura and me intently.

“So Sakura how is Juzo’s dick?”

I choked on the chip I had in my mouth. I grabbed some water, as I recovered. Sakura glared.

“What are you talking about?” Sakura asks

“Well since he arrived he hasn't been left your side. Plus the way you cling to him makes me think you two have to be fucking.”

Sakura’s eyes narrow as she glares at Sana who wears an unreadable smile. I decided to throw her off of her game.

“She can tell right after you tell me how Dahyun tastes,” I say nonchalantly, and I watch as the mirror image of what happened moments back happens again with Dahyun in place of me.

“Touche” Sana says as gives a sly smile. “I underestimated you. I won't make that mistake again.”

“Don't worry you're not the first nor the last to do so,” I assure Sana.

She smiles that unreadable smile then says “I'll be interested to watch how you integrate.” after that the lunch was pretty normal.

After lunch, Kura and I return to my room. Otrimi is fast asleep on his bed. Kura notices my switch and asks, “May I?” I nod. She boots it up and scrolls through the games. She gets to Persona 5 Royal and drops everything.

“We’re playing this tonight!” she exclaims

“What about JJK with Yunjin and Tobi plus snacks? I assume Tobi is coming since Yunjin said “Bring me”,” I ask, and Kura pouts

“But it's been forever since we've played together. so can we stay in together tonight?” she asks. I shrug and tell her to ask Yunjin. Kura scowls at me.

“Since when are you the social one?” she teased

“You shut your mouth. I am still very much an INFJ. You agreed to Yunjin, and I am a man of my word.” I fire back and Kura laughs. She holds my face and I get lost in her brown full moons she calls eyes. We kiss again. She wraps her right leg around me and starts grinding again. I squeeze her ass which elicits another sex moan from her.

“Jeez you have such a killer body ginsKura,” I praise Kura who smiles broadly

“And it's all yours,” Kura says lustfully

“Is that a marriage proposal?” I tease as I begin to pepper her neck and collar with kisses.

“Oh yes. Everything just feels so right with you and I never want to let you go again so yes please marry me.”

“Hmm my answer is yes, but don't you think we should get to know each other better?” I ask in between kisses

Kura broke the kiss and stared into my eyes.

“We unlocked the entire star chart together, day one 2 destiny 2 raids back to back, (for those curious it was Root of Nightmares and Vow of the Disciple), and to top it all off you taught me how to play 3 fighting games. We know everything about each other.” Kura says defiantly

“Oh, really what is..” I started before Kura went into recite mode

“Teal/Turquoise and Crimson, 4 children, Christian: nondenominational but don't tell others due to stigma. Porsche Panamera sedan. I know all your favorite things and you know mine. So what are you scared of?” Kura demands

“No BS. That I'm not good enough for you. Outside of video games, I'm pretty boring.” Sakura’s response is both unexpected and arousing.

She slaps me and says, “How dare you talk bad about my award-winning, author/kaiju-slaying husband.”

She begins to strip again. When she gets down to her panties and bra she asks, “Hey before you breed me can you eat me?” I set the burrito down and looked at Kura with surprise. “What we ate now we fuck.” she said with her bright smile. I shrug and begin to strip as well. Sakura smiles seductively. I moved closer and realized that I couldn't do it right now.

“Wait,” I say

Kura looks at me annoyed “Why?” she asks

“I don't want all of the spices and food we just ate to go in down there.”

Kura looked at me surprised then smiled. “How considerate.” she purred. Having the green light I went to my bathroom and brushed my teeth and gargled mouthwash. When I came out I was greeted by Kura lying on my bed her bra and panties gone, and she was massaging her clit. I grabbed a rolling chair and sat in front of her as she moved her pussy to me.

“Okay, so Kura I don't know what I'm…” Kura’s impatience got the better of her and she wrapped her legs around my head as she brought me to her lips. Her smell was intoxicating. Her flowery perfume filled my nostrils I smiled and did an exploratory lick of her folds. Kura in response pushed my face further into her pussy. I thrust my tongue into her folds deeper hearing a muffled moan as I continue to lick her folds. I continue to lick and thrust as I explore Kura’s pussy. I try to find what works best for her the best. As I continue to eat her I reach out for her boobs and give them a gentle squeeze. Kura went wild for it.

Feeling bold I go to her clit and give a quick suck the response is immediate Kura squirts all over my face and pushes me from her pussy. Her cat-like eyes stare into mine.

“Take your boxers off,” she demands her voice is steely and focused her eyes are narrow. “I need you to cum in my pussy now,” she demands

“That breeding kink never went away did it?” I asked. Kura laughed.

“Are you kidding now that I have you I'm going to drain you as often as I can. When we're not working, gaming, eating, sleeping, or teaching I expect us to be fucking before we do anything else.” Sakura stated her tone was clear and authoritative. I gulped and nodded. As she lowered herself into my rod.

“Make me your breeding bitch.” she said and that was the end of my hesitation. I thrust deep into her. “Harder” she moaned so I thrust again harder and again. She was unfathomably tight but I loved it I loved everything about this woman. Her perky breasts. Her sultry voice. Her tight ass, but most of all I loved that she was mine, no one else. I plunged into her again, and she moaned, “Please paint my womb with your cum. I need it.” due to all the other prep we had and her desperate look my body gave in. I exploded in her which sent Kura into the highest bliss as her pussy tried to milk me for all I was worth. When the pleasure subsides she moves her head down so she's eye level with me, and smiles as she caresses my face. She's satisfied… for now.

We shower and get dressed before heading out to Yunjin’s dorm. On the way we bump into an older gentleman (maybe a year or two older than me) he's got a stern look and his face sours when he sees me with Kura.

“Hi hideki-kun,” Kura says

“Oh Sakura how are you?”

“I'm great just walking with my shadow,” she says before hitting me lightly.

“Ah and who is he?” Hideki asks

“Oh, this is Juzo. He's the new Kaiju research specialist.” Kura explains

“The Vile gourmand?” he asks Kura

Kura nodded and at this point had my hand out for him to shake for several minutes of this conversation (Hideki spoke surprisingly slowly). He sizes me up and then says his goodbyes to Kura before leaving. I don't take many things personally but I took that personally. I didn't let Kura know though she seemed close with Hideki and I didn't want to build a wedge between them.

After that, we arrive at Yunjin’s form and she lets us in

“Glad y'all could take a break from fucking long enough to join us. She teases.”

Sakura groans at Yunjin who just smiles mischievously. In her room is a man with pale black hair and bright blue eyes

“Tobi?” I ask as I point to him. He nods pleasantly. I reach out my hand to shake it and he takes it. I shake his hand carefully. Kura watched me intently as I did this.

“Oh, so Yunijin you said you wanted snacks. Where do we get them?” I ask in English

“Oh, there's a shop on base that sells snacks and stuff,” she responds in English

“Are they American?” I ask in English

“No you'll have to leave the facility for that,” she says with a pout. I chuckle as I pull out my space carver and cut a rectangle big enough for all of us to walk through.

“Funny you should say that,” I say. Yunjin and Tobi looked at me confused before Kura walked through the Space corridor.

"Wait if you could do that the whole time why did you need the plane to get here?" Tobi asked in perfect English.

"Excellent question. My Space Carver only works on places where I have a physical sense. This is my first time coming to Japan so I needed to physically get here first." I explained to Tobi who nodded with understanding. Yunjin shrugged and walked through the portal. Tobi followed and I walked through as we all walked to enter an American Grocery store. I let them all pick up one or two of their preferred snacks and paid for them before heading back to the Facility. we all sit down together and watch the episode. before it starts Yunjin says

"Wait Juzo, are you caught up?"

"I am Manga current," I responded which drew the ire of Yunjin.

"You better not spoil anything," she said in her deep English voice. I zip my mouth shut and enjoy the episode.

After the episode Kura and I head back to my dorm. Kura is following which honestly I appreciate the Facility is a labyrinth and if it were not for her I would have been lost several times over. I do worry about possible rumors, but I also didn't know Sakura's reputation. Which is weird right? I have known her for upwards of 5 years but don't know her in this capacity at all. so every time she talked to someone else or acted shy, or gave a cute smile I found something new to fawn over her about, but don't let her know I said that. Gotta at least look tough ya know.

I feed Otrimi again and we get ready for bed. We lie in my bed close to each other. Kura finds rest easily in my arms, wrapped around her waist. Sadly my body is all screwed up, and I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes and drift into REM sleep the nightmare starts the same. I'm with Caliban, Kullervo, Valkyr, Wisp, and I were all fighting but then Barsoom’s battle Ballad would play and I'd begin death’s dance the colors of the world would fade as I would begin to repaint it with the blood of others and it didn't matter who friend foe. All were equal under my blade, my instrument, my paintbrush. As I delve deeper into the dream my bloodlust only amplifies and yet as I add more bodies to my corpse throne my power only increases when I come out of it I see I am alone and an overwhelming feeling of sadness takes hold.

My body jolts awake. I look at the clock. 2 am. I groan and get up. To look for the practice room. I found it easily I opened it and found I could run a kaiju fighting simulation. I let the number of “simulated” kaiju go as high as it went which was 9 S-class Kaiju. I noticed that it had a record board and the previous record was Hideki. He had completed a Circuit against two S-class kaiju. To not make myself more of a target, I used my “Tenon name: Ragnarok” as the record for this one and entered.

As I enter I see 3 behemoths 3 leviathans and three Garuda Kaiju that are titan-sized. all placed in a simulated city block. I summon

"here is to your false Ideals," I yell as I race to the first one it's a behemoth that stumbles as it shoulder charges it. I follow this by cleaving it in half.

I jump over its corpse to have another face me "Don't think you can judge and not be judged." I yelled as I threw the sword into the next. I watched as the blade flew throw its eyes and severed its nervous system from its brain. I jump about 80 or so feet into the air and barrel to my weapon. On the way down I rip off the horn of one of the Garuda-type Kaiju and use it to impale it and the two other Flying Kaiju.

I crash to the ground sending a shockwave that causes a shockwave hitting the other the last Behemoth into a pillar cracking its neck. "Don't use his name to move the mountains in your way. Go back from where you came." I yell I go to my blade and turn to the last three Kaiju. I wait for them to move closer then I slash with a powerful swing turning them into Sashimi

"You're a plague to the non-believer. Tell them all you're gonna burn forever. You cast your stones on my father's name. May you burn forever." I yell as the remains fall around me. as the simulation stops. I go back to the entrance and repeat the simulation sequence over and over. The goal here is to try to be faster, hit harder, and Kill more and more until I am satisfied, but the ballad's power over me doesn't wane it only increases as I am driven further to Alacrity. I can start to see through the Kaiju seeing the body Chitin and muscle to the nerve points and sinew below. Vital points became visible and easier to exploit as the song continued. As I finished another rotation and went to start another I was met by Hideki, and lady who was with him. They look at me with abject terror. at that point, the Ballad's effect starts to wane. I reassemble the mask I wear to talk to them.

"Oh sorry about that. I thought I could be alone for a while. Ya know clear my head with something familiar and repetitive," I said politely. Hideki glared at me. the lady with him smiled pleasantly and said

"No worries we just wanted to get some earlier work in. You must be Juzo the Kaiju researcher." I nodded and she smiled, "Hi my name is Seulgi. I look forward to working with you hopefully." I nodded and reached out my hand for a Handshake. She brought me in for a tight hug, which was surprising.

"Oh, you're nice and solid. Built Sturdy I like it." Seulgi said as she let me go. My brain reeled as she let me go and I gave her two thumbs up as I walked back to my Dorm. I open the door to see Kura squinting at me.

"Where did you go?" she asked groggily. She was still half asleep it seemed.

"Just to train," I said. Kura nodded and went back to sleep as I showered then got back in the bed with her. She wrapped my arms around her chest and kissed my cheek. Her presence was calming as I finally drifted off into a decent sleep. No dreams this time though just that weird void of dream and sleep. The next time my eyes were opening Kura was shaking me.

"Come on it's time for you to teach your first class," she said. I nodded and got up. she had already showered and so did I so I changed into appropriate clothes, before feeding Otrimi. Otrimi was more than happy with eating. He was finished before I was done cleaning and was ready to go. so we all went to the classroom. Kura chose a desk that was front and center.

"Someone is eager. I teased."

"Well yeah you are legendary and to learn from you directly I want the best seat." She chuckled.

"Well if you want that the best seat for that is over there," I said pointing slightly to her right. Sakura raised a confused eyebrow

"Statistically it is the most successful seat due to me being left-handed." Sakura tilted her head and said "Okay" She moved to the seat and smiled at me. I began writing basic notes for the various topics I planned on discussing today but I figured we are all adults who fight Kaiju so I hoped it would be more question and answer. I also left name tags on the desk for my "students" to pick up. Sakura grabbed hers and wrote "Sakura" in English. I turned to her and she chuckled mischievously.

"Haha very funny." I teased. Sakura smiled at me with bright eyes full of adoration

"I need to know you can read it." she teased back

The next two to arrive were Seulgi and another dark-haired girl. next to her. They Both grabbed Name tags. they followed Kura's lead and all were written in English which was certainly convenient. The new lady's name was Eunbi. After that Hideki, Tobi, Heejin, Dahyun, Yunjin, and a young lady named Yujin, (she only stuck out because she sat close to Sakura.) Kafka, Haruki ( an older man) Chidori, and lastly Wataru. They all had different gazes about themselves. some seemed engaged some seemed wary and one (it's Hideki) just glared at me with white-hot anger. I did what I had to and ignored it.

"Good morning. my name is Juzo and I am here to help you all understand Kaiju ecology, biology, and physiology." I started. before I could do anything else though Chidori. he raised his hand.

"Ah yes, Mr. Chidori?"

"I would like to know your qualifications. I have seen your info all over the place in terms of books and field guides but that doesn't tell us much about why you know so much. We have had like 5 other "experts" run through this place but when it came to field work they all were only theory." His words are well received.

"Well I am not a real big theory guy I am a more practical hands-on learner, but The HDF has specifically asked me to keep you all in the classroom because they have put a lot of money into training and housing you ao you all getting injured in field research is not ideal. otherwise, we'd have been visiting Paradise Island." there is chatter among my "Students" as I speak.

"Look we are all adults here I am not looking to change how you fight or policy and procedures I am just here to give tools and answer questions about questions you may have," I explain hoping that my words reach their intended effect. Sakura raises her hand

"Yes, Mrs. Miyawaki."

Sakura pouts, "It's Sakura," she says whiny internally I groan but keep my composure, "Mr. Juzo and I have a question. Your shadow (She gestures to a napping Otrimi.) is a Kaiju, right? (I nod) How did you manage to tame him," Sakura asks

"I never trained Otrimi. it's more of a symbiotic relationship at times. We look out and take care of each other. That is not due to him being a Kaiju but due to extraneous circumstances with the invaders, but you are correct he is a Kaiju. A Garuda Behemoth type to be precise. That reminds me. So recently a new handbook came out for you guys on how to deal with Aragami or Earth-born Kaiju, and it mentioned that you should treat them like they're regular Kaiju. Don't do that. Aragami is Kaiju but because they are essentially mutated wild animals they have been slowly integrating and creating vital niches in our ecosystem. Also, most of them aren't hostile unless they are provoked. For example Otrimi." I explain. Otrimi raises his head at being mentioned then curls and goes to sleep in his little wreath pose. The group looked at me then Chidori said, “The only good kaiju is a dead one.” I was about to say something when Heejin raised her hand,

“Ah yes, Mrs. Heejin how can I assist you.”

“So your files mentioned that you have spent some time with the invaders. Can you provide some insight into their motivations?”

I eyed Heejin before making my response.

“Everything alright?” Heejin asks as I narrow my eyes. I look to the rest of the clans. She gives me a shit-eating grin

“Sure thing, but before I get into my explanation I do have to preface this by saying all of what I'm about to translate are not direct translations but conceptual ones. So if you recognize names and concepts those are intentional but they are not meant to be that thing. The invaders refer to themselves as the Carnothians. They are a highly rigged and militarized people. As with most salient species, they separate themselves into a caste-like system. The three castes are Orokin, Tenno, and Tenshin. Orokin is at the top Tenshin is at the bottom of the system. Their invasion force is led by the leader of the Vazarin clan. There are four other clans: Madurai, Naramon, Unariu, and Zenurik. I spent most of my time in Carnos with the Zenurik clan. Their leadership structure and philosophy. Is very different than the other clans. Zenurik is an isolationist faction that had decentralized leadership. This currently works in its favor as the previous Jedak (that's their monarch for lack of a better term) was killed by the current leader of the Vazarin clan due to his opposition to the “great expansion”.”

I watched as Sakura got up and grabbed a tissue before wiping my face.

“You had tears,” she said soberly. After that little moment, she sat back in her seat and I apologized to the rest of the class.

“Oh, it's no big deal. We all cry sometimes.” Seulgi said with a bright smile. I gave a thumbs up which she reciprocated.

“Any more questions?” I asked and since no one had any more I let everyone leave except for Heejin

“What are you doing here Wisp,” I said as soon as the last person left. Heejin smiled brightly

“Just checking in on my favorite Zenurik.”

“Heejin come on.”

“Okay, Ragnarok. The zenurik need their Jedak.”

“So who's been assigned?”I ask confused

Heejin smiles then points at me“You”

I shake my head incredulous “That's impossible. You of all people should know that.”

“For Vazarin yes but I have learned that the Zenurik are a very different people,” Heejin says in between fits of giggles.

“How so?” I ask confused

Heejin smiled reveling in the power of the info she had, “They demanded your return. When we visit they demand your return since my father in all of his wisdom decided to let them know you are Orokin whether you like it or not, but you have been trained you are tested. I know you have had “trouble” with unbound form but you are ready.”

Worry began to fill my mind. I wasn't ready to lead the Zenurik What if I fail? What if I have to defy Inaros? Where all questions that plagued my mind“What if I don't want it? I saw! I was there when he killed Lavos, Garuda, Dante, and Baruuk! Your father is a tyrant and I won't put myself in a position that vulnerable while he's still in power.”

Heejin looked at me with surprise “Wait he killed them?” she asked

I squinted at her, “Yes! do you believe they all died of old age in their chat with him?”

Heejin nodded understanding but still skeptical, (which I don't blame it was her father, to be honest.) “Yeah that does sound far-fetched but despite that, you have a responsibility to the Zenurik.”

I shook my head as I said plainly“No I don't..”

Heejin gasped surprised at my statement “Why not? You were the one who was always talking about the responsibility we had as future leaders to take care of our people. Was that all a lie?” she asked

I shake my head as I explain, “No it wasn't but what good am I as a dead or murderous leader? Because if I defy him he'll just kill me…well attempt to because I will kill him and thats bad… At least based on what Kullervo and Revenant taught me.”

Heejin was still skeptical as she couldn't still see her dad for the murderous scum he was“Why would he do that?”

I shrugged “I don't know Heejin. As your mom, or your grandparents, or better yet ask your birth parents. Whom he exiled. They all thought they could appease him into not being evil anymore but Oberon is a lost cause.”

“How did you find out about my birth parents?” Heejin demanded frightened.

“Dante knew everything and he taught me so now I know everything,” I respond

Heejin looked at me and regained her composure, “Can't you just play the politics game? I mean all the rest of our team understood that we'd have to wait before we could make changes.” she looked at me desperate and pleading. This chat was going nowhere. Barsoom’s battle ballad was starting to play in my head Faintly, and if I didn't de-escalate the situation there would be problems.”

Instead of Speaking, I summon Balmung. Heejin is taken aback by the Old Carnothian weapon and she finally understands. She stiffens and winces seeing the blade.

“How long have the visions been?” Heejin asks.

“Since I got out of the pod and even during.”

“Ragnarok I am so sorry. Why didn't you tell us?”Heejin asked

I shrugged, “Because I thought I was crazy.” Heejin nods her eyes holding the understanding that I was put in a precarious position.

“Okay, that's a pretty fair reason. Wait is this how you took out the 100 cosmic beasts?” Heejin asks as the pieces connect in her mind. I nod and she continues“And the Eternal dragon?”

I shake my head “That's what made the blade.” I answered. Heejin nods as she puts the timeline together

“Your dad can't find out about this,” I say. Heejin nods aggressively.

“He would kill you and everyone you care about if he knew,” she affirmed. After that, the air turned less confrontational as the both of us calmed down. Heejin smirked

“So you and Sakura huh?” she asked with a knowing tone

“Is it that obvious,” I ask worried

Heejin nods. In the years I have been here she has been super guarded. I think before today I have never seen her smile or do anything emotional whatsoever, but with you here she's all giggly and happy. It's kinda creepy.

“Well get used to it I guess?” I shrug confused

“Wait why what happened?” Heejin asked inquisitively.

“Well, we are getting married.”

“Didn't you just meet her yesterday though…wait is she the Kura you were always raving about missing?” I nod and Heekin begins to laugh uncontrollably.

“Let me guess she asked.” I nodded and Heejin laughed even harder. “You so passive and permissible,” she said teasingly.

“Have you seen her?” I ask pointedly

“Look I didn't say you had bad taste I said you were permissible and passive. She is a catch-100%, but you land and declare marriage to the first pretty girl you see is so you.” Heejin teases I smile and she hugs me.

“Look I know it's hard and not ideal but you do need to go to Zenurik. They need you, but I understand that you have your issues. So we'll figure it out without my father’s intervention.” Heejin said firmly I shrug as Heejin leaves.

I sit alone before going to unpack my dorm. On the way, an alarm for a kaiju to breakout happens. I race to the scene to see a very confused Marduk Aragami thrashing about. I do the smart thing and approach it calmly before leading it out of the facility and back to the outside. When I get back in I run into Chidori.

“Why didn't you kill it,” he asked pointedly

“Well it wasn't needed,” I answered

“You know all that Hero shit is going to cost you.”

“It already has.”

“What's that supposed to mean?”

“When you've buried enough bodies they begin to claw at you. So I avoid killing as often as possible.”I respond

“Whatever,” Chidori says as he walks away

I get back to my dorm. Otrimi takes his place as I begin to unpack. About halfway through my door opens and Kura is there. I smile and point to my switch.

“You can play Persona if you want to,” I say to Kura. Kura remains silent. Kura closes the door and I see nothing but Lust in her eyes. I laughed. Her eyes narrowed as she approached me. She brings me in for a passionate and lurid kiss. As she does a naughty errant hand sneaks into my pants and forcibly grips my balls tightly. I groan breaking my kiss with Kura.

She leans into my ear before blowing into it, causing my body to shiver. Kura smiles

“Wow, you are sensitive,” Kura says seductively. She gives me a look before lowering herself down to my crotch she pulls my pants down and blows on my exposed phallus. I shiver at her action. She smiles brightly before taking me into her mouth.

"Aw fuck Kura." I moan. Kura's eyes widen as her pupils double in size.

"Say my name again," she says as she begins stroking me.

"Fuck Kura." I saw her hands do magic to me. Kura's eyes go wide. as she takes me back into her mouth. her head begins deepthroating me. her hole is so warm and comforting much like the rest of her.

"I love how hard you get for me," Kura says after coming for air. "Are you close? I wanna swallow it," she says. I groan as her words send my body into overdrive to fulfill her request. She smiles mischievously and gives a light nibble to my tip before taking me whole. the pain and pleasure cross over and overwhelm me as I paint her throat. Unphased Sakura takes it all in one go with a smile before coming up. She smiles. and goes over to her bag.

"I just wanted a drink," she says innocently despite her less-than-innocent actions earlier. she opens her bag and takes out the knitting equipment. She sits on my bed and begins to crochet.

"You can start Persona. I have to finish this hat for Momo. you'll meet her tomorrow. I nod and sit down in my chair. Otrimi jumps next to Kura in the bed content next to her. Kura smiles as she works. I begin the massive prologue of Persona 5 with Kura occasionally making commentary on the actions I take.

"Really the featherman suits" she asks when I unlock all the customization options.

"What you know I am a huge toku head, and this is the closest I'll get to a functional Super Sentai game," I say over the next few hours Kura and I move around my dorm sitting and switching positions as we get further into our respective tasks.

Kura laughs out loud at my comment before going back to her work.

The next day Kura and I are woken up by an intercom call telling all personnel besides External Help (Heejin and I) to meet at the combat labs. Sakura raced to go, but something about this seemed off. I beg her not to go, but she merely smiles and says. "Don't worry big guy I'll be right back." She smiles at me as a familiar sense of dread washes over me. So I let her go. After she leaves. I got to look for Heejin hoping to ease my fears.

I find her and so much more. I open the door to an office. Where I see a very stressed-out Heejin.

"Hey, Kiddo," Oberon says with a malicious smile

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myouicieloz · 5 months

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Kim Dahyun x member!reader

Synopsis: dahyun wanted you to reminisce the old times, so you snuck out to one of her friend’s gathering, but things get messy.

Warnings: drinking. angst. reader is recovering from an od episode. mentions of drugs. vomit. mentions of vomit. sensitive content. guilt, pain. tw: overd0se, recovery. everyone’s hurting. they’re trying to help and they’re stressed too.

Word count: 2.4k

Notes: only slightly proofread

Pt.1 | Pt.2 | Pt.3 | Pt.4 | Pt.5

“I still don’t think this is a good idea.” You told Dahyun, adjusting your jacket to suppress a shiver as you waited for the elevator. Your hands were clasped together, since she was too easy to lose in a crowd, and you clung onto the small girl tightly.

“Come on, y/n! You’ve been locked up in your room like some brunette Rapunzel for over a month now. It’s time you start living again, don’t you think?” She left the elevator without looking back, breathing in the penthouse’s atmosphere.

Dayhun had stormed into your room a few hours before, telling you to dress up for a reserved party the two of you were, apparently, attending. Naturally, you tried to argue your way out of it, but she had soon looked at you with those puppy eyes of hers, and you lost it, not having any other option other than doing as told. She meant no harm, you knew it was much; it was simply her way of trying to help you out. You just weren’t sure you were ready — yet.

Sensing your discomfort, Dahyun dropped her fast pace, making a turn to pay you full attention.

“I thought you liked parties. We enjoyed going together before… you know, the thing happened.” Her voice was full of hesitation, one you felt guilty of.

“It’s not that. It’s just…” You sighed, looking around. “Nevermind. Let’s go.”

Your sister shot you a bright smile as the two of you entered the lavish penthouse. The moment you were in, all the eyes were on you, watching your every move. You knew most of them meant no harm: they were all just colleagues, curious and worried to know how you were doing after such a messy incident. However, you’ve never been one to enjoy being the center of attention, much content with staying in the sides of the spotlight. This way, you could have the idol life you knew you were made for, but still maintain your privacy and reserved nature.

Of course, said privacy and respect—the ones you’ve worked so hard to earn— were worth nothing — now. You were back to being the prey, the media’s target and scared little lamb, deprived of confidence and courage to speak up about the things that made you uncomfortable.

Aware of that, you clung onto Dahyun even further, wishing you could simply hide behind her and disappear. It would all be so much easier for everybody, then. If you weren’t currently attending that stupid party, if you hadn’t fucked up your group’s reputation, if you hadn—

“Hello, unnie! How have you been?” Dahyun’s livid tone was quick to snap you out of your thoughts. She gave one of your arms, the one you were holding onto hers for dear life, a gentle squeeze, too, with her fingers tracing patters on your skin with such gentleness only herself could provide.

You don’t need to be wary, her touch said. I’m here with you.

Being the little sunshine she was, Dahyun was unable to go anywhere without greeting someone, chatting her thoughts away whilst you limited yourself to distributing a few small smiles and formal bows.

Suddenly, you found yourself caught in a bubble of people you knew too well. They all shared the same burdens and struggles as you did, trying to navigate the idol industry as best as they could. All the people in this big fucking penthouse were familiar to you and with you, somehow.

It left you with the urge to throw up.

“I will go find something to drink.” You told Dahyun, storming off to find the kitchen before her big, dark eyes were able to process your words properly. She intended to follow you, and she really meant it, but someone had just caught her arm and she got herself into such an interesting conversation—

She decided to check in on you immediately after the conversation is over, then. It’s settled.

Meanwhile, you opened the kitchen’s door abruptly, not opting to attend the bar because there were too many people there. Too many familiar people.

You still couldn’t deal with crowds. It was the reason you've been calling in sick in every fansign, airport dropout and outdoor dates ever since you’ve gotten off the hospital.

Not bothering to care about the staff who looked at you petrified, you merely bowed and hummed something incoherent as you made your way towards the balcony, filled with drinks. Thankfully, they got your favorite. Rum was nice, and the Coca-Cola would assure your body had the glucose it needed for you to not pass out, allowing you to not be sober and make this whole experience bearable without further issues.

The liquid tasted like heaven as it made its way down your throat. You hummed in pleasure— it had been months since you’ve been allowed anything besides juice and water. It tasted like secrecy, like sin. It was punishment.

For the first time in so long, you felt something apart from sorrow and guilt. As your nerves were gradually subsided, you poured yourself another cup.

You threw up on the bushes for the 4th time. It was your fault, you knew it as much. You were nervous, so you drank too much. It would’ve been too much even if you weren’t on your recovering program’s strict diet, anyway.

You cursed yourself, trying to get the long, vomited strands of hair out of your face with shaky fingers. You knew you weren’t done; you could feel the effect of the drinks on your fragile stomach, which still couldn’t quite hold anything long enough to provide the rest of your body the nutrients it needed to ensure you a healthy state.

Once again, you were dealing with the consequences of your impulsive choices.

Leaning the upper half of your torso once again, you discharged the bile onto the green leafs until nothing but your reflex’s sounds came out, followed up with salty tears.

You weren’t sure you could still this for much longer.

“Y/n?” You heard Nayeon’s faint voice from behind you, “Hey, girls. Found her!”

Soon, two pairs of small, strong hands were lifting you up and holding you against them. Their touch was so strong you could barely breathe— but, surprisingly, it didn’t feel suffocating.

If anything, it was comforting, nurturing. This touch felt safe, like love.

Your sobs were slowly subsiding, and you confirmed your hypothesis as soon as fresh mint invaded your nostrils. Jihyo’s shampoo was one of your favorite smells in the world.

“Shh, we found you, it’s ok.” She hummed, still not resuming her grip. “We’re here, darling. You’re all ok.”

You buried your head against the crook of her neck, sensing how the shadows of the others came into your peripheral vision through Jihyo’s dark hair. They circled you, providing a warm bubble as they waited for you to calm down.

Which, after numerous deep breaths, you did, unclasping yourself from Jihyo’s touch. You hated to feel the lack of her warmth, yet you knew you couldn’t hide yourself forever.

At least, not at the moment. You were exposed, raw and so deep in the imperfections you’ve worked so hard to hide from your bandmates and best friends. Your efforts were all in vain, once again shining through the cracks of your skin.

You tried speaking many times, always faltering when not a sound was heard. You desperately wanted to explain, to tell them how it felt to be exhausted, drained and confused about the mess that was going on inside of you.

Instead, you just threw up on the bushes once again.

“Come on, let’s go home.” Nayeon stated, handling you around like a doll as soon as you stopped throwing up.

“She’s clearly not good to go yet, Nayeon. Don’t push it.” Sana’s tone was sharp, and you looked up to find her staring angrily at the oldest member.

“Well, excuse me if I don’t want dispatch to show up and see Y/n like that. It’s like you don’t fucking think, Sana.” The member snapped back, crossing her arms at her friend.

As much as you wished, you couldn’t muster the energy to ask them to stop. After all, the last thing you wanted was for your sisters to argue because of you, or your stupidity. Before you even realize it, your teeth were knitted, and you were shivering, unable to keep your shoulders from shaking or your body to stay still. You felt a big, warm leather jacket rest on your shoulders, as another pair of hands held a firm grip on the side of your body, then.

“Let’s go to the van, ok?” Momo smiled, blocking your vision from the scene unraveling in front of the apartment complex’s garden. “We can wait for the others there. Jihyo just went to get dahyun before we leave. She was looking for you in the north area. She was the one who called Jihyo, actually.”

You nodded, not paying much attention to the dancer’s words. Still, you allowed her to guide you to the vehicle until you were sitting by the door. Momo showed you two small water bottles, handing out one of them.

“Here, take little sips, just so you won’t be too dehydrated.” Momo waited for you to acknowledge her command, smiling with reassurance as you drank, glossy eyes losing a bit of its previous dullness. “Perfect, baby. Now, I’ll use this one to clean your hair, ok? Her hands went to your chin, to hold your head into place, and you winced once you felt a few droplets of cold water reach your skin. “I’m sorry, I know you’re shivering, but we have to get your hair clean. Just stay still for me, please? It won’t take long, promise.”

You did as told, sighing in relief once Momo’s fingers untangled the front strands of your humid hair. She murmured praises after she got her task done with, helping you to get properly seated. You waited for the others in silence, and only thing grounding you was Momo’s warm touch around your shoulders. She caressed your hair, too, and soon you could feel sleep overcome the nausea, making it difficult for your eyes to stay open. You didn’t give in, though. You were terrified of waking up alone, without them by your side.

Fortunately, the rest of the girls got inside soon, too. You felt relieved to see Sana and Nayeon standing next to each other, whispering in hushed tones as they sent you worried, reassuring smiles every once in a while. Jihyo kissed your cheek, exchanging a silent conversation with Momo before going to the passenger’s seat, which left Dahyun, who hesitantly made her way to you.

She looked like a mess: her eyes were swollen, and her cheeks were red, clearly from crying. Her hair, always neatly in place, was pretty much disheveled, as if she’d messed it up in hopes of easing her nervousness.

You knew that as a fact; you knew Dahyun as much as she knew you. You were sisters, after all.

“I-I'm sorry.” You managed to say, in a weakened tone. Dahyun’s mouth dropped into an “o”, clearly stunned, and she chocked on her saliva. You didn’t let her say anything, though, gaining confidence from Momo’s reassuring grip on your skin. “I fucked it up. I shouldn’t have had anything to drink. It’s my fault, only.”

Dahyun looked up, unable to keep the tears from streaming down her face. She was relieved to know you weren’t mad at her, but also completely enraged at herself for being the reason you were in such a state. So small and frail, like a porcelain doll.

That was what you were: their little doll, for the girls to take care of, dote and love. Once again, Dahyun had failed that. She despised herself for it.

“It’s my fault, little angel. My fault.” Dahyun gave you a sad smile, caressing your face. “I… I thought it would give you good memories, to sneak out and party a little, like we used to. I’m to blame: I brought you here, and I left you by yourself, too. I’m so, so sorry.”

You shook your head, hugging her as hard as you could in your weakened state. The van was moving too much, and you were starting to feel nauseous again, yet you didn’t say a word. You simply held Dahyun close to you, reminiscing the fun times you had: when you’d party, laugh, and be extremely hangover, coming home by sunrise while the others pretended not to hear your drunken clumsiness whenever you tried to get into your rooms. Those were great memories, filled with laughter and the opportunity of being normal for a few hours. Just a girl attending a party, for once.

You understood why Dahyun had wanted you to come, then.

“I know, Dahyunie. I know.” You murmured, caressing her hair, just as Momo had done to you. It was a cycle of pain and guilt, one you desperately wanted to end. And the only thing you did was fuck things up further and further. “Thank you for remembering that. We had lots of fun, back then. Right?”

Momo, noticing your breathing becoming quicker, and erratic, drew your head onto her chest. “Close your eyes, my sweet. It’s been a long night. You can talk later.”

You tried to argue, but it seemed as if your body had recognized the command instantly. Your eyelids grew heavy, and the last thing you spotted was Dahyun’s relieved, small smile at you, before you gave into darkness.

Your weariness grew heavy on the girl’s bones, too. They all left the van with exhaustion in their eyes, not a single word exchanged on the way to their apartment. Momo went first, carrying the asleep girl in her arms with ease. You didn’t even move when she placed you in bed with uttermost care, letting the others change you into comfortable pajamas as she went to her bedroom.

Nayeon left once she was done discharging your dirty clothes, too, followed by Sana, after the latter left you water and fruits on your nightstand.

That left Jihyo, who stared into your moving chest with her arms crossed, much like a statue, and Dahyun, small and quiet besides the leader.

“I really didn’t mean it, unnie.” Dahyun murmured, desperate for Jihyo to understand. She was having a hard time figuring out how to help you-- they all were, and feeling the older girl’s disapproval only made her feel worse. “I shouldn’t have snuck her out, and I’m deeply sorry. Please. I only wanted to make things go back to how they were.”

With a sigh, Jihyo finally looked at Dahyun, who eagerly returned the stare. Whatever the leader intended to say, though, was suppressed quickly. Maintaining her blank face, Jihyo excited the room, no words exchanged.

#sol writes #twice angst #dahyun x reader #jihyo x reader #jihyo angst #dahyun angst #momo angst #minatozaki sana x yn #nayeon x reader #kpop angst

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