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Title: Don't You (Forget About My Love)
Fandom: King of Fighters
Pairing: Bliss!Iori x Bliss!Kyo
Characters: Iori Yagami, Kyo Kusanagi
Summary:
Just when Ioriko was planning to declare her feelings to Kyoko, she notices an expensive sports car arriving at the same love hotel she has bookmarked for tomorrow. However, the couple that she saw tonight has killed something inside her...




It is a beautiful evening, and one redhead visits the floral shop. After wondering for a while, Ioriko thinks it is time to let Kyoko know she might be more than serious about her.

After paying for the large bouquet of red roses, Ioriko leaves the shop while daydreaming about the Kusanagi heir’s reaction, and nothing seems to exist for her in this world. At that moment, she feels the warmth in her chest and respires.

On her way, she notices an expensive sports car with darkened glass stopping by the love hotel that Ioriko has bookmarked for tomorrow’s date with her adored Kusanagi and declaring her feelings.

Of course, it’s one of these arrogant men who lures naïve ladies by promising them mountains of gold and then deceiving them. The redhead stops and rolls her eyes.

Noticing a tall, handsome, dark-haired man leaving the car and keeping the door open for his passenger, who looks awfully familiar, freezes Ioriko in the same spot.

Apparently, it’s the same Kusanagi heir that she knows well. However, it’s unusual for her to wear anything feminine, like dresses, high-heels, or even make-up and hair accessories.

So, seeing Kyoko in an azure dress and white coat with a fur collar, gorgeous make-up, and red ground cherry lipstick that her mother probably helped put for her and a snow-white lily hairpin feels unreal like witnessing a princess.

The sight of this charming knight taking the princess’s hand and her nodding makes Ioriko remain dumbfounded, and her fingers and eyelid twitch involuntarily.

Certainly, all the red-haired dreams and the world shattered into tiny pieces as if someone had broken the pink glasses and destroyed that beautiful illusion that blinded her.

When that man wraps his arm around her shoulders and prompts her to go, the brunette’s timid face makes Ioriko lower her head and feel like something painful is stuck in her throat.

Of course, she realizes that eventually, the Kusanagi heir would have followed the orders of her clan and given birth to a new successor.

On the other hand, Ioriko doesn’t understand why she even feels like her heart is clenched and squished just by witnessing the inevitable. The inevitable of her adored Kyoko being taken far away, like where the sun was taken by the forest.

As the couple enters through the glass gate, the redhead clenches her teeth and fists, and her knuckles turning pale from the tension.

Suddenly, she harshly tosses the carefully picked bouquet. “WHORE!”

However, the least she cares about is becoming the center of attention, even for a moment.

As the salty tears run down her cheeks upon spitting a deadly curse that stings harder than any venom, she wipes her face.

Lastly, with her hung head as she has sold her soul and sniffs, she slowly takes her leave until her step fastens and grows into running.

Although her destination is not her cold and unloving apartment. That place can wait until the morning. Besides, no one waits for her there. So, as if anyone notices her missing. Or so Ioriko decides to while on her way to the nearest bar, where she could drown her sorrow and let her restless heart howl.


On the next day, in the Kusanagi’s room. It’s already a night, but no matter how persistently Kyoko calls her partner, there is no response.

More so, it’s not her call is hung or her hearing the polite robot operator telling her that the received is unavailable.

Surely, it doesn’t put her at ease. Right now, she only hugs her knees and deeply sighs while sitting on her bed.

How many times has she called Yagami already? Even her phone lists more than fifteen calls through this day just for this woman.

Kyoko switches the tabs to the messaging app, hoping she missed a notification from her. Unfortunately, aside from the texts from her partner and a few old ones from her disciple or her friends, there is not a single new message from Ioriko.

For now, she crashes out on her bed like a tired cat and hugs her pillow.

When she lowers her gloomy eyes, she murmurs. “I wonder if she is fine… I hope that you’re only busy or leave your phone charging. Please don’t tell me you’re dealing with something difficult on your own again. I won’t call you a stupid woman if that makes you notice me. Just don’t put your life at risk and be safe… That’s all I ask for, Yagami.”

After closing her eyes and tightening her embrace, she picks her phone up and starts typing another text saying ‘If you see this message, please call me ASAP. I need to talk with you about something important.’

Besides, she doesn’t care if she sounds desperate or clingy. All she wants is her partner’s voice. That’s all she asks for. At least, it might be the only thing that could reassure her.

Lastly, she gathers all the prayers to all the gods she could think of and clicks the send button, hoping to receive a response.

After a few more hours of restless night, Kyoko’s eyelids become heavier as she stares at her phone in the night drawer and expects it to vibrate at any time. Thus, without noticing, she falls into a deep slumber.

However, the very little that she knows, her partner may eventually reply, unfortunately for her, not the way she believes or prays for the stars and the moon.


Another day, another unsuccessful attempt to reach Ioriko. Today, instead of long, intense ringing, her calls are immediately rejected, and she hears the same annoying rejection noise.

It doesn’t help the brunette that her text messages failed to be sent and she notices Ioriko has blocked her everywhere they have been connected.

Does she have any issues with me? What’s her problem? As if I ever did anything wrong with her. Or at least not recently. Kyoko holds her chin while anxiously walking in circles in her room.

“I swear… If she also changed her home address, I won’t forgive her!” She bites into the nail of her thumb and narrows her gaze.

With her phone placed in her jeans pocket, she makes a hasty exit from her room.

Dashing through the hallway, putting on her leather jacket and biker’s helmet, Kyoko doesn’t bother to warn her parents before leaving.

That’s right, at the moment, she doesn’t even care about the heavy rain or getting scolded. After all, Yagami might be in great danger. Therefore, she has to save her whether she wants it. Or so the brunette is determined while rotating the motorcycle handlebar and making her steel horse roar like a beast that no natural force can shut down.

However, all it will take is one miscalculated move.


Eventually, on the lonely road, the brunette notices the traffic light switching to the red and immediately pulls the brakes.

As the tires squeal, her steel horse throws her, and she flies forward for a couple of meters.

During that moment, all her life flashes through her shocked amber eyes while she cannot move a single muscle.

Suddenly, she harshly hits the asphalt on her side and grunts.

As she rolls for another couple of meters like a rag doll, she feels like her entire body is beaten like a punching bag.

As soon as she lies on her stomach, the Kusanagi heir painfully groans and shakily pushes herself to half-lie. But her poor attempt at that ends with failure.

Thus, with a loud splashing, her upper body hits the cold ground, and her fingers twitch.

That’s no good! But if I could get into my bike... Kyoko tries to push herself again and turn her head.

Apparently, her steel horse is resting on the side with no damage.

It seems her aching legs refuse to listen to her and make her drop like a baby deer who cannot stand properly yet. Despite that, she realizes that in such a state, she might as well abandon her trustworthy motorcycle and crawl the rest of her way.

But before that, the helmeted Kyoko touches her jeans pocket where supposed to be her phone.

Feeling that her pockets are empty, the brunette gasps.

“Shit!…” She whines and slams her weak fist against the asphalt.

Even if she is left on her own with her beaten body, she refuses to give up and forces herself to stand up while showered by the never-ending rain that soaked her until the last straw.

Several minutes later, trembling like a withering leaf, Kyoko stands on her feet. Thus, while leaning against the nearest building walls and ignoring her wounds and bruises, she wobbles toward Yagami’s apartment.


Some time has passed. Finally, after the longest and most exhausting walk in her life, Kyoko reaches the door of Yagami’s apartment.

When she leans against the wall, she enters the code of the needed apartment and is now greeted by the approving beeping sound.

At least she still lives there. So, wait for me, Yagami.

Before the door locks again, Kyoko gathers her strength to open it and pushes herself inside.

One thing is for sure, she exhales at how this corridor is lightened, dry, and quiet, unlike the gloomy weather outside.

Even if it is dry and the heating is on, the brunette feels her wet clothes are sticking to her like a second skin.

As Kyoko takes a couple of steps like a wobbling shot animal, she leaves the water traces where she goes.

For now, she meets another great challenge. That’s right, a simple and well-known staircase now looks as if it has hundreds of times more unnecessary steps.

Of course, the Kusanagi heir understands she may not climb them in such a state. Neither does she want to disturb the other residents and possibly have them call the police or ambulance on her. That will cause more problems than use for her.

Turning her head, she notices the elevator and decides to use it instead, hoping she won’t encounter anyone apart from one important person.

After pressing the summoning button, the unpleasant cold sensation soaks through her clothes and reaches her skin, making her shakily respire and tremble.

Rubbing her arms does not warm her up, but only drains the gathered water and splashes it on the floor.

Fortunately for her, it takes less than a minute for the elevator to arrive and announce its presence with a beeping.

When she drags herself into it, she leans against the nearest wall and enters the needed floor. Lastly, all that is left is to wait until she reaches her destination.


Finally, the beeping and open elevator notifies her that she is on the right floor where one redhead lives. Without waiting, she gathers her remaining strength to leave it.

Just as the elevator door closes, her knees give up on her, and she pitifully whimpers like a dog.

“Not now… Not until I see you.” The brunette pushes herself to get up while her chest painfully bloats.

However, after forcing herself to walk toward the door of Yagami’s door and harassing the bell button, her vision blackens before passing out.


Unknown time amount passes by.

Eventually, Kyoko regains consciousness and feels something warm and soft wrap around her.

Is it the hospital bed? Did someone call an ambulance? Why?… The brunette wonders with her shut eyes and is surrounded by the darkness.

Aside from that, her head is lighter without heavy luggage, such as her helmet. Did any of the medical staff remove it?

But why is there a wet flannel on her forehead? No professional medic leaves that thing on, right?

For now, as the frustration corrodes her chest, Kyoko shakily opens her eyes and groans.

The first thing that she notices is a blinding bright light on the ceiling that makes her narrow her gaze.

A moment later, she shuts her eyes and shakes her head, accidentally dropping this little piece of cloth.

With a wet noise hitting a carpet, Kyoko rolls on her side and stretches her arm to pick it up.

However, she is stopped by a strict, familiar voice. “Leave it. I’ll tidy this up later.”

When Kyoko lifts her gaze, she notices the red-haired woman sitting behind the coffee table, with her arms and legs crossed on the chair.

Even with the annoyed and unpleasant look on Ioriko’s face alone, Kyoko lowers her shoulders and quietly apologizes.

But for now, the brunette sits and glimpses around. Apparently, she is in Yagami’s living room and resting on her couch, which is covered in a couple of layers of bedsheets and a blanket. More so, she wears the same outfit as before leaving her home.

Despite that, Ioriko lifts her head and narrows her gaze while tapping her upper arm. “What are you doing here? Or did you come all this way to sabotage me, Kusanagi woman?”

Clearly, her ice-cold tone and eyes pierce the Kusanagi heir through her soul. She can swear that Ioriko’s pupils are narrowed like a cold-blood reptile’s, looking down on her victim. And how she might be only missing a split flickering tongue.

Grasping the blanket, Kyoko lowers her guilty eyes and tightens her lips. “What… What are you talking about, Yagami? I just wanted to see you.”

“Now you did. Should I call an ambulance to make you leave my sight?” The redhead responds in a bitter tone.

As Ioriko indifferently picks up her phone from her pants pocket and unlocks it, the brunette’s desperate voice makes her lift her gaze.

“Wait! Urgh…” Kyoko extends her hand toward her. However, her further words are cut by her sore body and piercing pain around her chest.

Although her curling and her face twisting in pain, it doesn’t affect Ioriko.

Now, she browses through her phone without removing her eyes from the screen. “Then, do you prefer I call your fiance? Fine. Just make it quick and tell me that bastard’s number.”

While panting and carefully hugging herself, Kyoko gives a questioning look. “Fiance? What you talking about? You’ve been acting weird recently. Just what happened to you, Yagami?”

Ioriko cracks a sarcastic smile. “You still have some nerves to play dumb, you wicked harpy. Perhaps I should just throw you outside so that neither you nor anyone would bother me.”

After fixing her hair, she turns her head away. “Don’t worry. I did nothing to you while blacked out. Besides, I’m not interested in a taken woman.”

It only makes the brunette even more confused about her unwelcoming behavior.

Upon remembering her date a few days ago, Kyoko averts her gaze and makes a quiet ‘oh’ sound.

When she fixates her guilty eyes on her, she confesses. “About that… As soon as I return home, I wanted to talk about this, but maybe you’ve been too busy to pick it up.”

While resting her head on her knuckle, Ioriko raises her eyebrow. “You are full of yourself, as usual. Why do you think I want to hear how it went or when you are getting married?”

After managing to half sit, Kyoko objects. “You don’t understand me.”

When the red-haired woman facepalms, she gets up and approaches her partner.

After roughly grabbing her t-shirt, Ioriko brings her closer. “This is where you’re wrong. You know what happens when a man and a woman visit the love hotel. So, you won’t fool me. A married woman, but still wanting to fool around with others? Don’t make me laugh.”

The brunette feels her temperature dropping, and she gasps at Ioriko’s words.

When she looks down, she takes a deep breath.

Kyoko rests her palm on her chest and declares with teary eyes. “You’re wrong! If you are thinking that I slept with that man, you are wrong! You stupid idiot! Nothing ever happened between us! He only took to a dinner at the fancy restaurant and gave me the flowers…”

When she covers her face, she sniffs and sobs. “Even if he took me to that place, apologized him to him because I couldn’t do it or force myself.”

Her partner’s pathetic state makes Ioriko narrow her gaze and growl. Despite that, she carefully lowers her down and listens to her story.

Kyoko adds, with no lively light in her eyes. “So, I’m surprised how even after that, he still offered to drive me home. Of course, I knew that Mom and Dad would be upset that their arranged date for me had failed, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell them that with this body I’m infertile and won’t be able to physically continue our bloodline. Even if Mom asked me what was wrong, all I could tell her I already like someone else and how I thought if it could kill off my feelings, then I can fulfill my duties as a successor of the clan.”

Without facing her, Ioriko only sits next to her partner and facepalms. “You are really a stupid woman. You know that, right?”

The brunette exhales and whispers. “I don’t care.”

But for now, Ioriko lectures her. “You had a chance to have a bright future that your parents wanted. Even then, you still blew it away. Well, it’s not that it’s like my business. At least thanks to you, I break through the sickness that you blinded me. So, get well and next time we meet, you’ll sing your swan song.”

Just as the redhead is about to get up, she feels arms wrapped around her.

Certainly, it bewilders Ioriko, and she tries to remove her arms from her. “Let me go, you fool!”

“NO!” Kyoko protests while clinging to her.

The redhead only frowns and scolds her. “You stupid woman, where is your pride and dignity that your clan has?”

“I don’t care about that! Just don’t leave me. That’s all I want.” The brunette argues and presses her head against her lower back.

After closing her eyes and respiring, she adds. “Perhaps it’s the divine intervention or retribution for hurting you. So, I’m sorry if I upset you.”

Understanding it is a futile effort to fight her rival in such a state, she turns her head and continues lecturing her. “Tsk. So, you caught my delusion too? You are truly unbelievable. You understand that you will be disowned and punished for seducing women and, on top of that, someone your clan has despised for centuries, right? Even your feelings are fruitless and you will be nothing more than a disgrace.”

Cracking a sarcastic smile and baring her teeth, she adds mockingly. “I can bet that either your parents or any other Kusanagis will lynch me because of how you ended up in such a state and strayed away from the straight path. Unless this is what you have planned all along? Either way, you cannot stay here any longer.”

This remark stings the Kusanagi heir’s heart, and she tightens her lips.

Kyoko remains stubborn and asks in a more serious tone. “Then what do you want me to do to prove to you that I care about you?”

Despite that, Ioriko grinds her teeth and spits out bitter words. “Leave. Weaklings like you disgust me.”

“But you could just simply call the police or ambulance if you didn’t want to see me. Besides, if you really wanted to break up with me, you should just say so before.” The brunette explains in a gloomy tone.

At first, Ioriko chuckles and grins like an idiot. But with her palm, she covers her face and starts laughing like a madwoman.

Kyoko merely sighs, as this behavior doesn’t surprise her, and she waits for her partner to cool down.

Soon, Ioriko bends and holds her head. “You are delusional. How can you break up with someone with whom you’ve never been in a serious relationship or had anything in a first place?”

Despite her partner’s words crushing her, the Kusanagi heir states. “... But you act like you wanted to make a move on me, right?”

Ioriko frowns and facepalms. “It’s not any of your business! Besides, even you wanted to cut it off before it started.”

After picking up her phone, she pokes it at her rival without looking at her. “Here. Just call whoever you want to pick you up.”

A few moments after receiving no response or reaction from the Kusanagi heir, Ioriko closes her eyes and sighs.

The brunette reassures her. “If you want to get rid if me that badly, you should just throw me outside. Don’t worry, I’ll take all the blame.”

Finally, the redhead escapes Kusanagi’s embrace and pushes herself up. “We’re leaving. So, get up.”

Seeing Kyoko lowering her gaze and following the given orders annoys her.

More so, her struggling at the most basic task slowly gets on her nerves and makes her want to throw Kyoko over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

But for now, Ioriko only crosses her arms. “You should stay home if you are sick. However, since you are sick, I’ll leave your bike at your place tomorrow.”

While half sitting, Kyoko cracks a bitter smile. “Good luck searching for it because someone else may already find it. On the other hand, it was still in a fine condition after that asphalt flight.”

“The hell you mean? Or is it just one of your stupid jokes?” The redhead raises her eyebrow.

Kyoko explains while averting her guilty and frustrated gaze. “You can say that after that I lost my phone and couldn’t get on my bike and walked all my way here. So, take it as you wish.”

Realizing what her rival might have been through before getting to her door, she rubs her temples and groans. “You are truly an idiot and trouble-maker woman…”

Narrowing her gaze and clenching her teeth, she adds. “Well, it cannot be helped, then. However, do not think that I’m doing this because you mean something to me. So, don’t get any weird ideas, got it?”

“What are you talking about, Yagami?” Kyoko tilts her head as she watches her partner standing in front of her.

However, just before she says anything else, Ioriko bends and grabs her hand before throwing it over her shoulder.

As the red-haired woman gets up with her, Kyoko does her best to suppress these painful groans.

Even then, Ioriko wraps her arm around her waist without removing her serious look from her. “You’ve been through worse, so you’ll also easily endure this. Then you, finally, be able not to see me for a good time being.”

Of course, Yagami’s change in her heart confuses the brunette.

Nevertheless, Kyoko softens her gaze. You might be using such cruel words and acting like your blood is cold as ice, but I know you are a kind person, Yagami.

While heading toward the corridor, Kyoko is more than certain her partner is making sure that she is comfortable in whatever place she is taking her.

Lastly, she closes her eyes and warmly smiles while leaning on Ioriko.


It is a cloudy night, and the rain has nearly calmed. Although the tension still lingers under the heavy weather.

After Ioriko sits Kyoko in the back seat of her car, she gives her phone to her.

When the redhead closes the door and gets into the driver’s seat, Kusanagi asks. “Why are you giving me this?”

As she stars and revs the engine, she indifferently glimpses at the front mirror. “To call your family, friends or whoever to bring you more of the necessary stuff and know where you are going.”

“Why are you doing this, Yagami?” Kyoko rests her head and turns it.

“You need to be checked if you have any broken bones. And it would be handy if the doctors will check if you haven’t hit your head too hard as well.” Ioriko explains in a mildly irritated tone while driving toward her destination.

After a pause, she adds. “Besides, I’m not interested in taking you down in such a poor state because that would be a cheap and tasteless victory.”

At that moment, the Kusanagi heir only makes a quiet noise. “Oh…”

As the glass cleaners swiftly wipe the front window, Ioriko confesses. “So, I’m doing this not because I have any feelings toward you or care about you, but because next time we meet, you will face me as equal, with of us not needing to hold back.”

“But that is…” The brunette objects. However, she immediately holds back from finishing. It isn’t anything different from how we’ve been before. But this time, you might be giving me a chance in the future, right? If so, then I only need to win you.

Meanwhile, Ioriko raises her eyebrow without hiding her annoyance. “What’s wrong? If you have anything to say, just say.”

The brunette only shakes her head and smiles. “No. Nothing. I just been thinking loudly.”

Ioriko rolls her eyes and exhales while stirring the wheel. “It’s surprising how you can still use your empty head.”

In the end, Kyoko feels comfortable enough to use this as a chance for her partner leaving an open spot for her teasing. Besides, it’s entertaining for her to get any reaction from a genially grumpy woman like her.

Thus, their trip to the hospital became even shorter, and without noticing, they arrived. However, Kyoko senses Ioriko might not bring her flowers or visit her. Despite that, she doesn’t want to force her partner to do anything for her. Besides, she is certain that Ioriko will be waiting for her discharge.

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Something small enough to escape casual notice.
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Title: Girl Psychopath
Fandom: King of Fighters
Pairing: Bliss!Iori x Bliss!Kyo
Characters: Iori Yagami, Kyo Kusanagi, Kusanagi (King of Fighters), Kyo-1, Kyo-2
Summary:
After Kyoko wakes up in an old, abandoned storage, she realizes that she is surrounded by the bunch of her clones. However, the very little that she knows that it is not her replicas she should be worried about, but rather about one dark entity. Will she survive this time? Read and find out


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Soon enough, the Kusanagi heir regains her consciousness… and perhaps not in the most pleasant way one would expect. Apparently, somebody is poking her cheek, and strangely familiar voices are talking about something between themselves.

“Hey, hey, look! She is waking up.” One of the female voices comments while continuing to poke her with her finger.

“Oi, be careful! What if she’ll jump on you?” The other voice responds.

Thus, Kyoko, finally, shakily opens her eyes while groaning. However, as soon as she notices countless clones are gathered around her while studying her like some picked fallen stray animal, she becomes alert and tries to get up.

Unfortunately, her attempt ends with failure, and she whimpers. A second later, she turns her head and realizes that her hands are tied behind her back, not with a simple rope but with a sturdy metal wire. More so, her ankles are restrained by the same material.

Upon quickly scanning her surroundings, she guesses she might be brought into an old, spacious storage, which is outside the city. But for now, Kyoko narrows her eyes and frowns. “I thought you were all gone… Just where am I and why did you bring me here?”

As she glares at her look-alikes, a couple of braver versions of herself step in. One in a blue gakuran uniform keeps her hands in her pants pockets and bends.

After a brief pause, she gives a watchful gaze. “Eh? And that’s the first thing you have to say? No hi or thank you. You’re rude, Onee-chan!”

Yet, the voice of the clone in the brown uniform next to her makes her fix her posture. “You know, you shouldn’t lower your guard, Mero. She really behaves how Big Sis described the Original.”

“No shit, huh? But she acted too casually for any of us around these people. Besides, I could swear that she had That Thing. So, there is no mistake…” So-called Mero addresses her twin.

After closing her eyes and scratching her chin, she holds it and adds. “Hey, Hoki, we should keep her like this until Big Sis returns.”

However, the sudden banging on the iron gate makes all the clones lift their heads and look in that direction. Thus, one look-alike in purple rushes to the gate and asks. “Who... Who is there?”

“Who, who? It’s your Big Sis~ So, open the door.” The menacing yet chill voice speaks up.

Thus, this clone unlocks the well-protected gate and invites the mysterious person in.

Just as the familiar tanned brunette with crimson eyes wearing dark blue jeans, a bust covering several layers of snow-white bandage and an open leather jacket enters her lair, her intimidating presence alone makes Kyoko widen her eyes and gasp.

More importantly, she carries something behind her back. Without further ado, Kusanagi throws a heavy-looking large sack on the floor with a thud noise and leaves it resting against the wall. “Here. You should have enough food for tomorrow.”

A few moments haven’t passed, and a couple of Kyoko clones rush at their Big Sis brought goods and take them out before moving and placing them in the enormous closet at the end of the storage.

But for now, ‘Nagi raises her eyebrow and rests her palms on her hips while staring at her girls surrounding one restrained and struggling brunette. “What did you get there?”

When her gaze turns to the twins in blue and brown, she makes them immediately fix their backs and look at her with obedient eyes. “Hoki, Mero! … Don’t tell me you two brought another one of you.”

After she closes her crimson eyes and rubs her nape, she sighs. “I swear… She probably just got lost, and you are already treating our new family member like this.”

“But, Big Sis, you must see it by yourself!” Mero objects while making big eyes and places her hand on her chest.

“That’s right! The way she lashed out at us… We had to defend ourselves, even if she might be the Original.” Hoki responds.

For sure, such an honest confession puts a smug feline look on ‘Nagi’s face, and she crosses her arms. “Hoo~ Ye better be not lying, ‘cos then I would have to punish you.”

After she fixes her hair, Kusanagi approaches their caught-up little prey, who only stares back with her stubborn amber eyes and silently growls at her.

When Kusanagi gets close enough, Hoki gets behind Kyoko’s back and lifts her until her upper body rests on her lap, while Mero grabs the hem of her t-shirt and exposes her stomach. “Here. There is no mistake that she might be Original. She even has That Thing too.”

Of course, such a gesture bewilders the Kusanagi heir, but all she can do is endure this humiliation and not let them enjoy her suffering.

At the moment, ‘Nagi only squats closely to the indignant brunette and holds her chin while squinting her eyes. After lowering her gaze, she delightfully smirks at the spotted belly button. “You’re right… That’s the same good-for-nothing original.”

As Kyoko’s eyes and the tanned brunette’s one meet up, her heart skips a beat. When she turns her head away, Kusanagi roughly holds her cheeks and forces her to look at her.

“What’s the matter with you? Did a cat get your tongue? Hey, say something.” The tanned brunette addresses her with a strangely sleepy look while her other hand grasps her partner’s shoulder.

Instead of saying anything, the Kusanagi heir closes her eyes and remains silent.

Such a reaction entertains ‘Nagi and makes her chuckle. “Being shy, eh?”

After a brief pause, she taps her new plaything’s cheek. After lifting her eyes, she commands the twins while keeping a poker face. “Hoki, Mero, I’ll take her over from there. You two, keep your home safe while I’m gone, okay?”

“Y-yes!” a couple of Kyoko’s look-alike respond in unison.

When Kusanagi picks up the speechless Kyoko and throws her over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, she announces to everyone. “Girls, don’t get bored without me, okay? Your Big Sis just gonna exchange a couple of words with your original. See ya~”

As the clones bid a farewell and wish for her safe return, ‘Nagi cracks a proud smile while gently slapping her partner’s bottom. “They’re a bunch of good girls, don’t you agree? So, that’s what you have left to die.”

Lastly, the tanned brunette lifts her hand and waves without looking back before taking her leave, while Kyoko patiently waits to whatever place she may be taken and would use her chance to escape. Besides, taking care of these clones before they cause any trouble can wait a bit longer.


Some time has passed. After reaching her destination place, ‘Nagi picks the keys from her pocket and unlocks the rusty metal door. However, just before entering, she stops and checks on the brunette. “Oi, you’ve been so quiet all this time. Did you fall asleep?”

Instead of arguing with her kidnapper, Kyoko remains calm and closes her eyes. “Release me now, and I let you go off the hook this time.”

Suddenly, the Kusanagi heir silently gasps and frowns as ‘Nagi harshly slaps her bottom. For sure, her reaction makes the dark entity laugh. “Where are you rushing? Do you have a date or something tonight?”

After receiving no reply from her partner, ‘Nagi makes sure she won’t fall off and puts on a serious look. “Well, I didn’t plan to have any guests. But the more, the merrier. Let’s go.”

Thus, as the iron door closes behind them, this couple is surrounded by the pitch darkness in this freezing, echoing room. Whatever this place is, it doesn’t put Kyoko at ease even a bit.

However, her further thoughts are interrupted by the tanned brunette’s igniting her palm. While she watches the orange flame tracing and reflecting on the cracked and peeled paint wall, she hears a loud clicking.

Thus, the hanging light bulb reveals the true face of this place. As this couple goes deeper into the basement, Kyoko begins to struggle and even kicking with her feet upon noticing the dark, splashed stains on the walls and the burns. Although, her poor attempts only amuse the tanned brunette.

“Come on, now. We already here~” Kusanagi addresses her in a playful tone.

Soon, she puts down Kyoko and sits her like a doll against the wall. But for now, she squats next to her and smirks like a feline while brushing away the hair from her partner’s face, who growls at her like a small wounded animal.

“Just what do you want from me?” the Kusanagi heir speaks out without removing her eyes from this dark entity.

‘Nagi ignores her question and comments. “You know, you haven’t changed since our last encounter.”

After exhaling through her nose, she kneels and leans close to the brunette. “Not even a bit. Same annoying and whiny woman that acts like the entire world turns around her.”

When she narrows her gaze and tilts her head, she holds Kyoko’s chin and comments in a mildly annoyed tone. “I don’t get it… How come That Woman with the purple flame is so obsessed with you?”

Kusanagi only cracks a mocking smile. “Well, we have all night ahead, you know. So, why don’t we see it by ourselves?”

Kyoko only shakes her head. When she gets rid of her opponent’s hand, she calmly backfires. “I dunno what kind of business you have with Yagami, but you better leave her alone! Or else -”

“Else what? Are you her little pet or something?” ‘Nagi chuckles and smiles like a Cheshire Cat.

Suddenly, she grabs Kyoko’s t-shirt and brings her close. “Listen. Now, cry. Cry all you want, but your tears won’t work on me, you stupid cuckoo bird!”

After a brief pause, she aggressively slams the brunette against the wall, making her gasp and grunt.

While Kyoko’s face twists in pain, she shakily respires and groans. “You bastard… Untie me and face me fair and square!”

Such a response irritates the tanned brunette, and she presses her lips. When she clenches her palms into fists, she sends a harsh slap across Kyoko’s cheek, making her turn another way.

The Kusanagi heir only widens her eyes, feeling her stinging cheek, and remains dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, ‘Nagi only wipes her palm into her thigh and yowls. “Who do you think you’re talking with? At least I am not the one who breeds like a crazy bitch on heat and then leaves a bunch of your spawns for anyone else to raise while you continue to live with no shame and sing like a cuckoo bird… Disgusting. Tsk. If only these NESTS workers sprayed you before spoiling you in their sanatorium. It cannot be helped that a bunch of idiots forgot about it...”

At the moment, Kyoko shakily closes her eyes and bites her lip as she can feel her guts twisting and something stuck in her throat. Yet, she interrupts the dark entity’s speech. “Shut up… You know nothing about this, you fool.”

Kusanagi only raises her eyebrow and backfires in a louder voice. “Huh? Did you say something? Or did I hurt your feelings, princess? You know, many of these clones have gone through a living hell and were slaughtered, and you still have the audacity to whine when you had the best of your life.”

These words pierce like arrows at Kyoko and give her flashbacks of being restrained to the examination table like a defenseless little animal crying for help just for these wicked scientists to grope or cut her while injecting various drugs.

Even reliving these traumatic experiences alone makes the Kusanagi heir shakily respire and stare into the void while unable to hug herself. Despite that, she opens her amber eyes and softens her gaze while avoiding facing her kidnapper and seeing her vulnerable side. “Is this why you brought me here? Do you want me to apologize to these clones?”

The tanned brunette only grins and proudly announces. “You bet your ass you will! And you’ll become our doormat. But not now… Not until I am done with you!”

When ‘Nagi grabs Kyoko’s throat and picks a switch knife from her pocket, she brings the tip of the sharp blade close to her chest. Lastly, she grins like a delusional maniac and adds. “Let’s see how rotten you are from the core~”

Meanwhile, the Kusanagi heir faces her without a single sign of fear or having nothing to lose. Hell, even if she is on the verge of death, she keeps a calm face and slowly blinks.

Slash! As the knife tears the brunette’s t-shirt, it exposes her worn black sports bra and well-built body.

Despite that, Kyoko stubbornly stares at Kusanagi as her gaze alone warns that she will accept even the worst torture from her executioner. Even the sharp blade in her opponent’s hand moving down to her belly doesn’t threaten her.

This reaction entertains the dark entity, and as her crimson eyes blaze with madness, she addresses her plaything. “I could simply open your guts and wrap your intestines around your neck as a decoration. However, it would be boring, don’t you agree?”

When her palm slides from Kyoko’s neck and rests on her shoulder, she lowers her knife to the ground. A moment later, she arches her back and strokes her cheeks while making purring-like noises.

Even when their eyes meet and the dark entity starts rubbing her thigh, the Kusanagi heir stares into this demon’s eyes and listens to her twisted talk. “You know, I could treat you with a nice and slow knife massage or boil you alive by your own flame. But I’ll be kind and let you decide whichever you prefer~”

However, thanks to the suspicious flat bulge in her partner’s pocket, Kusanagi makes a small thrilling noise. “Hoo~ What do you have there? Let me see.”

When Kusanagi picks up a phone, she unlocks it and looks through her contacts until one name catches her eye.

“Yagami, eh? Hmm, how did you get her phone number? Well, it’s not important now.” Kusanagi says with a smug look.

Just as she is about to press the call button, Kyoko frowns. After gathering strength in her upper body, she pushes her down.

After ‘Nagi grunts and is tackled down by her captured plaything, she hisses. “You bitch!…”

When she grips her upper arms, she tosses Kyoko away and yells. “JUST WAIT FOR YOUR TURN!”

As the Kusanagi heir hits the cold ground, she groans and curls into a ball. Unfortunately for her, she immediately and painfully moans after receiving a powerful kick into her stomach.

More so, her whimpering and her pathetic face don’t intrigue ‘Nagi at all.

After the tanned brunette removes the dust from her clothes, she murmurs. “Tsk, you stupid, annoying woman… But don’t worry, I’ll let that woman with purple flame to learn how she wastes time on such a low-life as you. Just you wait and see~”

While Kusanagi presses her phone against her ear and patiently waits for Yagami to pick it up, she forces Kyoko to lie on her stomach and sits on top of her.

Finally, as she hears the redhead answering, she imitates the Kusanagi heir’s voice. “Yo! How ya doing? Listen, I’m bored as fuck. So, why don’t you come to play with me?”

Suddenly, Kyoko turns her head and desperately screams. “Yagami, don’t! It’s a trap!”

“Kyoko?… Where the hell are you?!” the redhead asks without hiding anxiety.

However, just before Yagami says anything, ‘Nagi cracks a nervous smile and yowls as she pulls Kyoko’s hair and yanks her head. “Shut up!”

While Kyoko closes her eyes and hisses in pain, Kusanagi is delighted by Ioriko’s raging tone behind the phone call. “You bastard… Get your hands off Kyoko! Where are you hiding, you coward?!”

Lastly, the tanned brunette says in a suggestive tone while keeping her plaything under her claw. “Now, now~ Don’t be impatient, my dear. I know you cannot wait to meet me, but let me tell you where you can find me. So, listen up ‘cos I won’t repeat twice...”


After a while, the slammed wide-open door makes the tanned brunette, sitting next to her cornered prey, immediately turn back. For sure, seeing one enraged redhead glaring down at them sparks the excitement in Kusanagi’s crimson eyes.

“So, you really came~” The dark entity says in a thrilled tone while watching Yagami taking step by step down the stairs. When she sits unconscious, Kyoko, like she is her precious doll, she proudly displays her like her masterpiece. “Look, I was so waiting for you for so long that I couldn’t help myself but to kill some time.”

As she wraps her arm around the Kusanagi heir, who is stripped to her underwear and covered in cuts and dried blood, she holds Kyoko’s cheeks and makes her face Yagami. After she respires, ‘Nagi adds without removing her amorous eyes from Ioriko. “I met this little kitten and decided to play with her. However, she was no fun~”

As she delightfully smiles and strokes her partner’s side, she confesses nearly in a singing voice. “Not fun at all. Hell, she cannot even handle her own flame and passed out when I showed her a more interesting way of using it.”

For sure, seeing her long-time rival ending up like this boils the redhead’s blood. When she lowers her head, she silently growls. “I’ll make you fucking pay for this…”

After ‘Nagi gets up and thrusts her chest forward close to Yagami, she keeps her hands in her jeans pocket. “Eh? What’s that?”

Suddenly, Ioriko launches a powerful punch into Kusanagi’s stomach, making her groan.

Even when the tanned brunette hunches and covers her stomach, she cracks a smile while panting. “I missed you too, darling...”

Yet Yagami ignores and removes her long coat. After all, her partner’s well-being is more important, and how she got into trouble can wait until she wakes up.

Just as she bends down and is about to cover the resting Kyoko, Ioriko becomes alert.

“Don’t ignore me!” Kusanagi yells as she charges at the redhead with the flaming punch.

Fortunately, Ioriko’s reaction is quick. Thus, she sends the crescent-slashing strike. As the blood splashes like a fountain, the tanned brunette hits the ground and grunts.

“I’m… I’m not done yet!” Kusanagi yells as she shakily leans on her elbow and tries to get up.

Meanwhile, when Ioriko covers her injured partner with her long coat, she turns her head and gives a deadly glare to ‘Nagi. “You still hadn’t enough?”

After the redhead leaves Kyoko’s side, she ignites her palm and steps forward to her fallen enemy without hiding her murderous intentions. “I’ll show you what happens when anyone dares to touch someone who belongs to me!”

In the end, Ioriko unleashes the wave of the purple flame at ‘Nagi, who shakily stands and holds her arm. “Go and die!”


Some time has passed. One brunette is awakened by the stinging sensation when the warm water spray and wet clothing wash over her. Of course, that unexpected burning pain all over her body makes Kyoko whimper and sigh, even if she is still too weak to resist whatever force is assaulting her.

After lifting her elbow and covering her face, Kyoko slowly opens her eyes and spots the redhead holding the shower head in her hand aimed at her while lowering the white, small towel soaked in a barely visible light tone of red.

“Yagami? How?… What are you doing?” The brunette asks while dumbfounded at her partner. When she lowers her gaze and realizes that she is sitting in the bathtub without a single piece of clothing, her cheeks are dyed the same color as Ioriko’s hair, and she immediately covers her breasts. “You! What are you up to, you stupid pervert? If wanna take me down, then at least do it without using dirty tricks!”

Instead of arguing with her rival, Yagami only rolls her eyes and sprays warm water on her face. Besides, it secretly amuses her how Kyoko, at the moment, is not so different from a domestic, trouble-maker cat that needs to be washed.

When Ioriko sighs and turns off the shower, she grabs and tosses a large towel at her soggy feline. “Here. Can you do it by yourself?”

Meanwhile, the brunette only stares with her big eyes and tilts her head to the side, without being able to figure out what her partner wants from her partner’s motives.

For sure, her rival’s curiosity like a cat’s makes Ioriko turn her head and cover her face, along with feeling the heat rushing to her cheeks. After a moment, she grips the towel and starts drying the Kusanagi heir’s hair.

At first, Kyoko struggles for a moment, but as soon as their eyes meet and she sees her mildly concerned look, she lowers her hands and allows her to do as she pleases.

When Yagami closes her eyes and sighs, she adds. “I swear… it cannot be helped that I have to do it when you’re like this. But you better not get used to it, got it? It’s the first and the last time, you idiot!”

At the moment, the brunette only silently nods and entrusts her body to Ioriko. More so, when her long-time rival dries her, she seems to be careful doing so and busy studying whatever part she is working on.

‘At least it’s not life-threatening or serious. Thank goodness…’ Ioriko wonders while checking on the injuries on the brunette’s body. For now, she closes her eyes and silently exhales.

“What is it with that look on your face, Yagami? Don’t tell me that someone is worrying about me?” Kyoko cracks a playful smile and addresses her partner.

“Hmph. If you can still talk like this, then you’re more than fine.” The redhead backfires. When she finishes her current task, she swallows the saliva and wraps the towel around her rival’s shoulders.

“Come. We need to cover your wounds.” Yagami briefly orders before leaving her side and searching for one item on the shelves.

When Kyoko lifts her arm, she fixates her eyes on the cuts and responds. “It’s okay. There is no need for that.”

“And then they may get infected and I won’t be able to face like an equal, Kyoko.” Ioriko responds as she picks up the first aid kit.

As the redhead approaches, Kyoko hangs her head and hugs her knees. “But what about that dark entity who has the same flame as mine? I’m sure that woman might keep you entertained more than me.”

“What are you talking about?” Yagami asks as she opens the first aid kit. When she picks up the scissors and the roll of medical clothing and bandage, she gives another command. “Show me your arm.”

After the brunette does what she has been told to, she softens her gaze and tightens her lips while avoiding her partner. “But I will never reach the full potential of my power… I don’t think that I want to now.”

Ioriko only raises her eyebrow while treating Kyoko’s injuries. Nevertheless, she further listens to her.

“You know, when she kept me in that basement, she told me that my ancestors used our flame to do the really awful things to punish others… if not to take anyone’s lives.” The brunette confesses.

After a few moments, she inhales and shakily respires before continuing. “She even shown it to me that with concentrating her body heat into her palms alone can be dangerous. And trust me, even if she only been just playing with me, but it hurt… It hurt that I could swear she’ll boil or burn me from the inside whatever place she was touching me.”

When Ioriko finishes working on her arm, Kyoko forces herself to offer the other one and adds, no matter how something is stuck in her throat and preventing her from speaking. “No wonder why NESTS workers and some people in the past called me a freak or feared me… As if they knew already, since I was a child, that I was a monster with a power that can only make others suffer.”

As the redhead’s face darkens, she is done working on her partner’s arm and lowers her head. “And you believe in that bunch of nonsense, Kyoko?”

After a brief pause, she covers her eyes and briefly chuckles. “Hmph. Just because some discounted knock-off told you that you’re going to take her word seriously? Don’t make me laugh.”

Suddenly, Kyoko widens her eyes as Ioriko places her hands under her armpits and lifts her like a kitten while her towel barely hangs on her. While the redhead wraps her arms around her and takes her out of the bathtub, the brunette closes her eyes and clings to her.

But for now, Yagami’s hand slides on her rival’s lower back, and she whispers into her ear. “I’m not interested in anyone aside from you. Do not forget it because you belong to me, Kyoko.”

This confession gives her pleasant goosebumps and makes Kyoko’s heart skip a beat that all she can do is quietly call Yagami’s name.

More so, she starts making purring-like noises when the redhead strokes her hair and adds something in a nearly mute tone.

Just before Kyoko says anything, Ioriko bends and wraps her arm around her thighs, lifting her like a wounded princess.

When the brunette clings tighter to Ioriko, she addresses her while keeping her indignant yet blushing face. “Oi… What do you think you’re doing, Yagami?”

“I still have a lot of unfinished business with you. Besides, I need to mark you so that no one will dare lay their hands on you. So, you’re going with me.” The redhead responds with a smug look and heads towards the door.

In the end, even if that doesn’t sound too promising, Kyoko lowers her gaze and murmurs while being carried. “You better not try to drop me or else…”

On the other hand, she doesn’t really mind whatever Yagami has planned for her. Besides, even if she can feel deep inside that her partner may ask her to stay tonight, she is fine with her rival’s company. More so, she can swear that Ioriko’s presence strangely comforts her.


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First of all,
I want to thank 🥭Mango for the IorixKyo Midnight Bliss yuri💖
Yup, I love them and they were a nice birthday present!
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Title: The Little Flame that Stood the Storm
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Pairing: Shiki x Akira
Summary:
Tonight, the sudden sound of thunder and something heavy collapsing at Shiki's apartment alerts Akira. Soon, she notices Shiki at her weakest and most vulnerable state. Thus, the silver-haired woman decides to finally payback for what she has experienced...
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It’s been two weeks since Akira was brought into the ruthless killer’s lair. However, it seems the silver-haired woman is already used to living here.

Besides, aside from having a safe shelter from the rain and wind, Akira recently receives new clothes from the red-eyed swordsman. Of course, if one could call more or less a fancier lingerie like that during their playtime... Although, it was a nice variety after wearing these oversized shirts all the time.

Nevertheless, a few days ago, Akira was surprised that Shiki hadn’t bullied her in her own way during a small incident. Apparently, after taking the shower and climbing out of the bath, she felt something warm running down her thigh.

When she lowered her gaze, she closed her eyes and sighed at the bright crimson blood, not knowing what to expect from Shiki. More so, that sensation of a small velociraptor tearing her insides and her thighs’ flesh with its sharp teeth made her hug her stomach and bend while slowly but deeply breathing.

Despite that unbearable pain, Akira forced herself to climb back into the bathtub, and after reaching the shower head, she turned it on and allowed the warm water to wash her down, hoping it would distract her.

Soon enough, she lifted her head upon the opened door. A moment later, she only gave an exhausted look to her partner, who wasn’t so glad to stumble across the bloody scene.

More importantly, judging from the dark-haired woman approaching her with a mildly irritated face, Akira understood it may not end.

On the other hand, it was not something that she could control. Or so the silver-haired woman wondered while turning her head away and imagining Shiki’s judgmental red eyes looking at her.

Meanwhile, the red-eyed swordsman silently studied her partner with her poker face on.

“Hmph. So, this is how it is... Clean yourself before I return.” Shiki briefly ordered her before turning her back and taking her leave.

After several minutes, Akira finished drying herself, and her partner returned without empty hands.

Surely, she hadn’t expected to see her usual white shirt, a couple of other items like a pair of underwear, and something wrapped in a flat, square package.

After closing her red eyes, Shiki handled them to her prized possession. “Put them on.”

For sure, the silver-haired woman only looked at her with her confused, big blue eyes. Yet she didn’t give into confusion and did what Shiki asked her.

Even when they returned to the fearsome swordsman’s bedroom, Akira understood she had to make it up to Shiki. After all, it was a natural part of her routine to end their day and have private time together.

However, when the blue-eyed woman threw her arms around Shiki’s shoulders and pressed her body against hers, she widened her eyes at how this woman cushioned her tilted chin and smirked like a feline. “Does a puppy want to play? However, you need to endure for a few more days until it’s gone. Besides, I’m not interested in training a mindless sex slave that only leaves a mess after her.”

These words genially bewildered Akira, who was only pushed on the bed and tucked under the sheets. In the end, after the dark-haired woman removed her black leather pants, she joined her adored pet and hugged her from behind while taking most of the space in bed. A moment later, she rested her head on Akira’s shoulder.

For sure, that sensation of Shiki’s hair tickling her neck made her silently sigh. More so, it eventually helped her cramps in her lower half to calm down.

Thus, even during these recent days, the silver-haired woman was secretly delighted that Shiki stayed in her apartment much longer and only left to get food, water, and some other necessities for her, like a mother cat bringing something to her baby cub.


But for now, Akira only stares through the window and waits for her partner to return.

Unfortunately, aside from the never-ending heavy rain outside, there are no signs of Shiki coming back soon, even if she has promised that she won’t take long.

‘What if something bad happened on her way? Just come back safely, you fool...’ the silver-haired woman wonders while resting her palm on the window and shakily closes her eyes.

However, even after waiting for a couple of hours and with the storm growing stronger, Akira remains alone. Despite that, she refuses to rest and continues protecting her master’s fortress.

Suddenly, the thunder strike alerts her, but not as much as hearing something heavy dropping near the entrance door.

“Shiki!” Akira panics before rushing toward that sound.

Soon enough, she nearly drops to her knees when she sees one familiar swordsman soaked ‘til the last straw and shakily leaning on her trustworthy weapon to get up while deeply breathing. A second later, a black trash bag catches her eye.

No matter what is inside of it, it doesn’t concern Akira. After all, there are more important things at the moment. Thus, after approaching the dark-haired woman, she bends down and places her hands under her armpits.

“Leave. I can get up on my own.” Shiki protests.

“When you barely can move? Stand up and I’ll leave.” Akira immediately backfires and removes her hands from her partner.

Just as Shiki attempts to get up, her sword slips under her. Yet Akira’s reaction is quicker and catches the dark-haired woman in her tight embrace.

When she places her palm on her partner’s forehead, she widens her eyes and gasps at how it is burning hot compared to her cold skin.

Instead of wasting any time, Akira starts dragging Shiki toward her bedroom. However, it’s easier to say than have it done because the once ruthless Grim Reaper of Toshima is now nothing more than a cat refusing to move from the same spot.

Of course, she would appreciate Shiki putting minimal effort into coming into the bedroom. Besides, she is not so lightweight fellow. On the other hand, if she wasn’t sick, she would probably let this swordsman lie on the ground until she had enough. Or so the silver-haired woman ponders and sighs.

Meanwhile, Shiki lifts her trembling gaze and makes a smug look, despite feeling every bone in her body is aching and may break. After all, there is nothing more entertaining than her dear pet looking after her owner during her last moments while making such a serious face. But for now, she closes her crimson eyes while feverishly respiring and groaning.


After laying Shiki on the bed, Akira briefly wonders where she should start. That’s right, it might be one thing to undress one if they wore dry clothes and another one when they are as soaked and sticky as a second skin.

After she climbs on the bed, she starts with her partner’s upper clothes.

Even such a simple task of removing shoes requires the silver-haired woman to hold Shiki’s leg with her thighs while pulling it with her hands. Nevertheless, a leg after a leg, and she takes care of it.

For now, she moves to the red-eyed swordsman’s zipper of her leather pants and belt. Fortunately, Shiki lifts her bottom and remains silent without making unnecessary comments. Despite that, Akira feels the heat rushing to her cheeks.

It’s not her first time seeing Shiki naked, but even in a moment like this, she cannot help herself but be shy by undressing a ruthless killer whose life is at her will. More so, even if, now, these red as bloody gem eyes are in pain, for the silver-haired woman, they are so captivating and making her heart skip a beat.

When she nervously swallows the saliva and inhales, she holds onto Shiki’s dark leather coat without removing her blue eyes from her. “It would be helpful if you could sit.”

Meanwhile, the dark-haired woman replies with her usual arrogance. “When did you learn to behave so boldly?”

“And you still act like this even when you’re about to die? … Don’t make me to use your katana, you idiot.” Akira immediately backfires while keeping her serious look.

Instead of arguing with her prized possession, Shiki only turns her head away while leaning on her elbows and keeping her proud face. “Hmph. Are you that badly worried about your owner, puppy?”

As Akira lowers her coat from her shoulders, she closes her eyes and responds. “Think as you wish…”

Thus, upon grasping the hem of her turtle-neck t-shirt, the silver-haired woman lifts it and reveals her partner’s well-built body, along with her battle scars and the soaked medical bondage covering her large bust.

“You’re cold...” Akira softens her gaze while brushing her palm against Shiki’s wet skin before continuing her hard work of peeling this woman out of her outfit.

Meanwhile, Shiki returns her gaze and studies how, despite Akira being nervous while undressing her, she refuses to give up. Surely, such an effort only continues to amaze this woman, who has seen everything.

When the silver-haired woman carefully pushes Shiki onto the bed, she takes her partner’s gloved hand into hers and brings her lips close to her fingertips. Suddenly, she widens her eyes as the red-eyed swordsman tries to brush it off.

Unfortunately for her, Akira’s grasp is tighter, and no matter how she refuses to admit her defeat, she narrows her gaze. “I can handle it on my own.”

The silver-haired woman remains silent and pulls long leather gloves. Lastly, she tosses them on the ground along the resting pile of clothes and returns her gaze to her lover’s chest. “I cannot leave you like this. So, I’ll end this quickly.”

Even if Shiki is aware of what Akira has planned for her, she only closes her eyes and accepts her demise while her chest bloats. After all, perhaps it’s the divine retribution for showing her weak side and having high hopes that she can tame this stray dog that sparkled something in her. More importantly, in the end, her adored pet turned out to be a wild canine that would bite into the same hand that would feed her.

But for now, when she opens her tired eyes, her gaze follows her prized possession as she leaves her side and searches for a specific item in the drawer.

Even when Akira approaches her while carrying her combat knife, Shiki keeps her poker face. Thus, when her prized possession sits on top of her and points the tip of her blade at her chest, the dark-haired woman cracks a smile and slowly closes her eyes while waiting for the finishing strike.

Slash! And the blue-eyed fighter’s combat knife tears the layers of medical bandage at once. A second later, with the sound of a fallen blade and her breasts released from the tight clothing, Shiki opens her eyes wide-open and notices Akira with her lowered shoulders staring at her and explaining in a calm tone. “It would have taken ages to unwrap it. So, there…”

When her beloved pet pulls out the remains of the medical bandage under her and climbs off her, she pulls the blanket under her and covers her. “You better not try anything stupid or else…”

And with these words, the silver-haired woman gets up and walks toward the closet. However, no matter how thoroughly she seeks for something, she only exhales and slams the closet doors before rushing to the bathroom.

A few minutes of the ruckus and the sounds of the various things flying around in the bathroom have passed. Once again, the blue-eyed woman storms out without hiding her frustration.

Yet something small squeezed and dripping in her hand while getting close to her catches Shiki’s eye.

When Akira is close enough to the weakened swordsman, she brushes her wet hair from her face and places a cold, wet small towel on her forehead. “It’s not much, but please endure it for a bit longer.”

For sure, even seeing how the once fearsome woman is now fighting for her life clenches her heart and makes her tighten her lips and shortly whimper.

Nevertheless, Akira immediately turns her back and leaves the bedroom.

Thus, after reaching the corridor, Akira looks down and spots the same black trash bag that Shiki dropped and her katana earlier.

She wouldn’t bring anything useless or nasty from the Toshima’s streets, right? At least, hopefully, she didn’t. Or so Akira thinks to herself while squatting and tearing this bag.

To her surprise, seeing her fixed and neatly folded former clothes leaves her dumbfounded. “Shiki, you...”

When she picks them up, she warmly hugs them and lowers her head. “As if you knew that something bad may happen to you… You stupid, reckless fool.”

A couple of moments later, she lifts her head and unbuttons her white shirt before changing into what her partner has brought for her. After a few minutes, when she zips her jacket and puts on the hood with fur edges, she picks Shiki’s trustworthy weapon and leaves her apartment.


Some time has passed. After the silver-haired woman returns to the lair of the fearsome killer, she opens her jacket, revealing the goods she brought, and lowers her shoulders.

“Good. So, hopefully, you haven’t run away while I was gone.” Akira sighs while checking on the water bottle and the box of paracetamol before heading to the bedroom.

Fortunately, to her relief, the dark-haired woman is taking a nap while fighting back against the fever.

But for now, when Akira removes her jacket and approaches her, she places her hand on the small towel resting on her forehead and softens her gaze.

After she removes the warm towel, she gently strokes her forehead and cheeks. “Just a little bit and you should get well…”

Instead of receiving the wanted answers, Akira only closes her eyes and sighs at Shiki’s soft groaning and her unusual whimpers during her sleep. “Just hang in there.”

After a couple of minutes, the blue-eyed woman soaks the small towel in cold water and carefully sits her partner, who is as fragile as a doll, in her hands. Lastly, she leans closer to her and taps her cheek. “Hey, wake up.”

Finally, Shiki shakily opens her sleepy crimson eyes and cracks a tired smile. “What is it with you and that look on your face?”

“Take it.” The silver-haired woman gives her a couple of pills and a bottle of water while supporting her back with her arm.

Even the most basic task, like holding things, is challenging for the most powerful woman in Toshima, and a few moments later, her shaky hand drops it instantly.

For now, Shiki lowers her head and grinds her teeth while grasping the blanket. A moment later, she addresses her adored pet while avoiding facing her in her weak voice. “Leave. You are free to go. So, why are you still there?”

However, Akira only picks up the dark-haired woman’s dropped items, and when she takes the paracetamol and a good gulp of the water, she keeps it in her mouth. After she places her other hand behind her partner’s head, she closes her eyes and brings her face close to Shiki’s. When she presses her lips against hers, the silver-haired woman’s tongue tries to get inside her.

For sure, it shocks Shiki and makes her silently whimper, but she has no choice but to invite Akira. Even when she opens her mouth, and while water and medicine rush into her, she instinctively swallows it while a few drops run down through the corners of her lips.

More so, even if she wanted, she cannot remove her face when her prized possession buries her fingers into her hair and strokes them. Fortunately for her, as soon as she takes the final sip, Akira withdraws her face while keeping her lover in her caring embrace and catching for air.

After wiping the water from her and Shiki’s face, Akira fixates her blue eyes on her and replies. “As if I ever will. Even if throw me away, I’ll come back to you no matter what.”

Such an honest confession bewilders the red-eyed swordsman, and she whispers in a nearly mute voice while the heavy raindrops tap the window. “… Akira.”

Meanwhile, Akira gently allows her partner to rest on the bed and tucks her under the blanket. After she drains the wet, cold towel, she folds it and rests it on Shiki’s forehead. “Listen. You’re not allowed to leave. Not until you’ll get better. Then you can do what you wish with me.”

But for now, the silver-haired woman leaves the bedroom for a while to check if their apartment is locked and if they run out of necessities for tonight. Besides, tomorrow’s worries can wait. Thus, by then, Akira would hunt the same way as Shiki does every day.

An hour passes. Finally, the silver-haired woman can rest against the bed frame while hugging her partner’s trustworthy weapon if anyone dared disturb Shiki’s long rest.

More so, it cannot be helped that she would need to sacrifice her own comfort until her partner recovers. At least that’s a small price she has to pay. Or so Akira convinces herself while she sits on the floor and does her best not to fall asleep.

However, Shiki’s voice makes her lift her head immediately. “What are you doing down there? You’ll catch a cold down there.”

“Says who?” the blue-eyed woman backfires.

“Hmph. How adorable of my little puppy worrying about her owner~ However, I will let you jump on the bed and snuggle under the blanket. Undress and get into a bed.” The dark-haired woman responds while smirking like a cat.

Of course, it might be useless to argue with Shiki in her current state. Or so Akira decides as she sighs and starts removing her pants.

When she climbs on the bed without bothering her partner, she curls into her usual spot and throws a blanket over her.

Suddenly, she widens her eyes when a pair of arms wraps around her. Even when Shiki presses her body against her and rubs her cheek against her neck, Akira swears she can hear a thrilled noise from this large feline.

‘At least you seem to be recovering fast…’ The silver-haired woman ponders. In the end, she unconsciously places her palm on Shiki’s head and carefully strokes her hair.

However, it seems her partner doesn’t mind it. Or perhaps she is already slumbering. Who knows?… Either way, even the rain outside may not answer her questions. She doesn’t mind it. Besides, she secretly feels glad that this reckless woman is finally safe and under her care. Or so Akira decides when closing her eyes and calling it a day.


Notes:

First of all,
Thank you so much for such a lovely ShikiAki yuri💖
Yup, even now looking at it, it feels like a nice birthday present ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )
So, dunno if you're reading this, but Thank You, Kuo for letting me use this fanart for this story and making it ^^
It just... too pretty and cute, and these two just mean a world to me❤
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Title: The Rain of Detoxification
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Pairing: Shiki x Akira
Summary:

After a long, exhausting battle, one silver-haired woman only leans against the wall and stares into the void without caring about anything.
No matter how long Akira waits to disappear in the never-ending rain and wash down her cursed blood, it's not Death who reaches out for her, but someone else. Someone she has fought in the past.
What fate awaits for Akira?
Read and find out~

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Somewhere in the Toshima’s streets. One young silver-haired woman wearing an orange t-shirt, a darker color jacket with a fluffy collar, and gray jeans is wandering in the never-ending maze of streets.

It doesn’t help that the concrete-colored thick clouds that cover the sky mess up her sense of time. Therefore, she isn’t sure how much time she has wasted running in circles and looking for the lost Keisuke.

After all, the brunette could be hiding anywhere or just waiting in an open spot for Akira to show up and pick her up.

For sure, in times like this, the blue-eyed gal curses herself for letting Keisuke stay in Toshima and now having an extra back to cover or a tail that follows her everywhere.

As Akira reaches a narrow dark alley, she widens her blue eyes and immediately draws her combat knife.

Fortunately, her reaction is faster, and she blocks the sword attack from behind.

As their weapons clash and the white sparkles cover the naked blade, Akira lifts her gaze and gets alerted by her opponent’s crimson deadly eyes behind that pale-as-a-ghost poker face.

Despite the enemy’s intimidation, Akira refuses to look away and show weakness.

Meanwhile, that strong determination in these fearless blue eyes sparkles the dark-haired woman’s curiosity, and she briefly cracks a smile. But for now, she withdraws her katana before unleashing another strike.

Instead of blocking her opponent’s strike, Akira rolls to the side and dodges the lower cut.

While the silver-haired woman crouches, she realizes that something is off.

The tall, pale woman wearing a long black leather coat with short sleeves, long matching color gloves, and the same color leather pants only stands here with her lowered sword and closes her eyes. More importantly, she doesn’t wear tags but a couple of silver crosses.

Even when Akira stands up while fixating her eyes on the swordsman, she understands she cannot give in to her provocation.

After all, she may lose her head. Therefore, it might be wiser to use this as her chance to escape, right?

As the silver-haired woman keeps her defensive position, she understands that her opponent may cut her into pieces before she even takes a step back.

Thus, while having nothing to lose, Akira charges at the dark-haired woman.

Besides, the upper slash may reach her throat. She wonders as she is about to unleash a diagonal attack.

Suddenly, she widens her big blue eyes and gasps as the swordsman gracefully dodges the strike, making Akira nearly lose her balance.

A second later, the dark-haired woman smiles sadistically and hits her opponent’s back with an elbow.

Just as Akira harshly falls to the ground and groans, she is immediately grabbed by the collar of her orange t-shirt and lifted.

Soon, she closes her eyes and moans as her back touches the building’s wall.

Yet, the silver-haired woman shakily opens her eyes when the gloved palm holds her chin and gently tilts her head.

As these red eyes study her prey, Akira comments while being in awe. “Wait… Aren’t you?… Shiki?”

As Shiki narrows her indifferent gaze, she speaks up. “Hmph. Is this little puppy knows my name already?”

When she places her thumb on Akira’s lower lip, she adds. “However, it will be a such a waste of my time if I’ll kill a small fry like you, now.”

For sure, these words make the blue-eyed woman frown and shake off her hand.

“The hell with you!” Akira backfires without removing her indignant eyes from her opponent.

However, when she notices an amused feline look on Shiki’s face, she nervously swallows her saliva.

While the dark-haired woman places her palm on Akira’s cheek and slides it down the neck, she parts her partner’s legs with her knee.

Despite the chilling air around Shiki and her intimidation, she only listens to her while narrowing her stubborn eyes. “Good. That’s a fitting look for a dog.”

As she releases her partner’s t-shirt, she grasps Akira’s necklace with dog tags and addresses her in a deeper voice. “However, I will still tame a stray dog like you until you eat from my hand.”

After removing her hands from her new toy and stepping back, Shiki proudly continues her speech. “… But not now.”

Lastly, as the dark-haired woman turns her back, she adds before leaving. “I’ll come to pick you up when you are ready.”

Even as Shiki walks away with a contented look until she disappears in the night, Akira leans her back against her back while holding her arm and silently growling at this arrogant woman.

Even if her rational mind tells her not to persuade the terror of the night that makes Igura players scream in terror, a brand-new rage boils inside her that won’t be satisfied until she takes down this woman before Il Re.

But for now, Akira widens her blue eyes upon remembering that she is not in the neutral area, and she must look up for her trustworthy weapon before continuing her search.


A few days have passed. It is pouring as hard as from a strong shower outside that even feral crackheads are hiding in their found shelters.

Meanwhile, the silver-haired woman only leans against the wall and stares into the void with dull eyes, without caring about anything after a long, emotionally exhausting battle.

At this point, nothing really matters anymore, and the corpse lying close to her only makes her regret being brought into this world.

After all, she failed to save her childhood friend and her cursed blood slowly tortured Keisuke to death.

Perhaps it might be better to get rid of this blood completely. Or so Akira wonders as she stares at her bleeding palm washed by the rainwater.

Yet, she is too exhausted to even look up for her trustworthy weapon and slit her veins and fasten this process.

In the end, the blue-eyed woman lowers her gaze and sighs, wishing to disappear into the never-ending rain of Toshima.


Some time has passed. Unfortunately, there are no signs of the heavy rain stopping soon.

Despite that, one dark-haired woman carrying an umbrella refuses to return to her lair. After all, she is convinced that even in such awful weather, there will be someone worth her attention. Someone who will keep her entertained for a while, and she knows it.

Thus, the red-eyed swordsman continues wandering in the empty Toshima streets, seeking someone to play with.

Soon, she notices a couple of people in the distance - one is lying in the middle of the road while another sits against the wall.

Surely, these Rein addicts are nothing more than wild animals that don’t care about the time and place to sort out their petite fights. Shiki assumes as she closes her eyes and sighs.

As she approaches this couple, she lowers her head and kicks the lying brunette on her stomach as if she is nothing more than an ugly insect.

‘Tsk. It’s just another weak trash that overdosed on that disgusting drug. What a pathetic piece of useless meat…’ the red-eyed swordsman ponders while keeping an indifferent face while staring at Keisuke, who foams the saliva with glassy eyes.

Yet, Shiki lifts and turns her head upon hearing a faithful but familiar voice.

“Wait… What are you… why are you here?” Akira speaks up to her in a weak voice while leaning forward.

Upon spotting one silver-haired woman with ice-cold blue eyes, Shiki narrows her gaze and smirks like a feline. “So, you’re here as well?”

Instead of saying anything, Akira doesn’t remove her eyes from the elegantly approaching swordsman.

When Shiki squats in front of the exhausted Igura player, she observes her while keeping her poker face.

Such behavior makes the blue-eyed woman back off until her back presses the wall.

However, when her cut palm touches the wet ground, she closes her eyes and softly moans.

Meanwhile, this reaction piques Shiki’s curiosity, and grabs her partner’s wrist.

As she brings it close, Akira protests while trying to shake off her hand. “Let me go!”

Unfortunately for her, the red-eyed swordsman keeps a tight grip, making Akira frown and grind her teeth.

While Shiki studies the cut palm, she asks. “Who did this to you? Was it that small fry over there?”

After she lifts her crimson eyes, she adds. “You will only bleed dry if you leave it open like this.”

“If you came here just to mock me, leave or kill me already!” Akira immediately backfires while keeping an indignant look on her face.

These words surprise the dark-haired woman and momentarily freeze her in the same spot.

After she closes her eyes and chuckles, she opens her eyes and throws her umbrella away.

As Shiki cracks a mocking smile and grasps Akira’s cheeks with one hand and another cornering her, she brings her face close to her and comments. “Hmph. You are still baring your fangs and bark at your owner.”

Meanwhile, the wounded fighter stares into her opponent’s eyes with her stubborn ones.

For now, her partner’s look entertains the red-eyed swordsman, and Shiki adds. “Besides, who allowed you to decide what I should do with you?”

After withdrawing her face and removing her palm from Akira’s face, Shiki presses her gloved palm against her forehead and brushes up her wet bangs from her face.

While she strokes her partner’s hair, water gushes through her fingers and runs down the silver-haired woman’s face.

Meanwhile, instead of silently enduring it and accepting her defeat, Akira gathers her strength and grabs the same arm that touches her with both hands, attempting to lower it.

However, such a gesture thrills Shiki, and she remarks with a content look. “What an impatient and needy dog you are. You may still lack discipline, but it’s fine.”

When she removes Akira’s palms from her arm, she proudly declares while placing one arm under her partner’s thighs and another one behind her shoulders. “You’re going with me because you belong to me.”

“What are you-?” the silver-haired woman objects. Yet, she gets alerted by Shiki standing up and lifting her in her arms.

But for now, Akira narrows her eyes and stares at the red-eyed swordsman who carries her like a wounded princess.

In the end, before taking their leave, Shiki asks while checking on her new prized possession. “What’s wrong? I’m taking you to your new home.”

Thus, this couple disappears in the never-ending rain.


Some time has passed. Finally, the dark-haired woman unlocks the apartment’s door, and both enter.

Upon the sound of the light switch clicked, the blue-eyed woman was genially surprised to see such a well-kept room. Hell, there is even electricity, and the windows are in fine condition.

When she turns her head towards the bed, Shiki stops and comments in a stricter tone. “Dirty animals do not lie on a clean bedsheet. Who knows what dirt they can bring to their owner?”

After Akira lifts her head and narrows her questioning eyes, the dark-haired swordsman gives her a proud look and explains. “However, before I find a suitable dog bed for you, you will be allowed to sleep on the same one as your master.”

While the water droplets from Akira’s soaked hair run down her face, she clings to her partner’s open coat and asks. “Why are you doing this? Just what do you want from me?”

Even a mysterious killer who spreads fear and despair like Shiki can barely keep her poker face when she holds an embodiment of an innocent puppy in her arms that relies on her master’s guidance and care.

Lastly, the red-eyed swordsman announces before bringing her partner to the bathroom, which is just a short distance from the bedroom. “Have you already forgotten? Hmph. It cannot be helped then… But first, you need to take a bath.”

No matter how it doesn’t sound promising for the blue-eyed woman, she understands she has to accept whatever Shiki has prepared.


After entering the bathroom and closing the door behind her, Shiki walks to the bathtub and puts her partner into it.

A second later, the dark-haired woman briefly orders. “Strip.”

Meanwhile, Akira lifts her head and only dumbfounded stares at her partner.

Suddenly, the blue-eyed woman widens her eyes and nervously swallows the saliva as the tip of the sharp blade points at her neck.

Yet, Shiki is unaffected by Akira’s reactions, and she asks her. “Did I stutter? Or do you prefer that I cut them off for you?”

When she lowers the tip of her katana down to the collar of Akira’s t-shirt, she adds. “Either way is fine by me.”

Finally, Akira had enough of Shiki’s arrogant behavior. After closing her blue eyes, she carefully pushes the blade away with a couple of her fingers. “I get it. If that makes you leave me alone.”

Such an answer curves a satisfied smile on the dark-haired woman’s face, and she lets her trustworthy weapon rest in the sheath.

After leaving her partner’s side, Shiki removes her long leather gloves and coat and hangs them on the nearest hanger.

In the meantime, Akira doesn’t rush. After removing her sneakers, socks, and jacket with a white fur collar soaked in rainwater, she drops them on the floor.

It feels much more liberating. It’s like a heavy ballast that was restraining her has been removed.

But for now, as she undoes her belt and struggles to get out from the pair of wet jeans that stick to her legs, she doesn’t even notice the one certain swordsman in front of her.

Suddenly, the silver-haired woman gasps and closes her eyes as she gets lifted by her ankles and slips down to the bottom of the bathtub.

Fortunately, she avoids hitting her head against the bathtub’s inner walls. A moment later, she opens her eyes and frowns when Shiki grabs her jeans and shakes them.

While Akira fixates her eyes on the dark-haired woman, she indignantly asks. “What? What do you think of doing?”

Instead of saying anything, Shiki ignores her while dealing with the current task. And after a while of struggling, she tosses away the bothering piece of clothing.

However, when the red-eyed swordsman bends and grasps her partner’s black shorts underwear, she widens her eyes upon a harsher slap against her palm and her precious prized possession’s warning. “Don’t touch me!”

After realizing what she has done, Akira deeply breathes and stares at Shiki while covering her mouth with her elbow.

When she lowers her arm, she adds while keeping her poker face. “You are allowing yourself too much, don’t you think so?”

The dark-haired woman lowers her head and briefly chuckles. After she raises her head, she brushes away the wet bangs from her pale while curving a vicious smile. “Aren’t you afraid that your hand will dry and fall off after harming your master?”

As she leans closer and corners her prey without giving her hope of escaping alive, her red eyes blaze with hell’s fury.

Yet, instead of showing any sign of fear and doubt, Akira looks straight into the demon’s eyes with her stubborn gaze.

While Shiki grasps her cheeks with her palm, she comments in a deeper voice. “Looks like I would need to discipline you later.”

After she loosens her grasp and slides her palm on her partner’s neck, she declares before tearing her necklace. “First, you don’t need this.”

Thus, with the clicking metal hitting the ceramic plates, Shiki slides her under Akira’s t-shirt and spreads her palm.

As she exposes her partner’s belly, she blissfully narrows her eyes and exhales. After all, that pleasant sensation of her adored pet’s twitching abs at her fingertips thrills the dark-haired swordsman.

“Looks like you’re already responding to your master’s touch. Good.” Shiki comments in a satisfied tone as she grasps the silver-haired woman’s t-shirt and lifts it.

But for now, the red-eyed woman briefly orders her in her usual tone. “Lift your arms.”

Meanwhile, Akira only fixates her cold blue eyes on her opponent and follows the command. If that is the only fastest way to get rid of her, then so it is.

After removing her orange t-shirt and tossing it away, Shiki briefly chuckles. “What is this thing? Are you a security dog if you wear it?”

“Hmph. Either way, you won’t need this too!” the red-eyed swordsman declares as she grips the front zipper of Akira’s black sports bra.

Thus, with one sudden move, she lowers the zipper and reveals her partner’s bust.

For sure, the silver-haired woman’s cheeks are heathen, and she instinctively covers her naked breasts with her arm.

Meanwhile, Shiki asks in an authoritative tone. “Remove it. Or do you wash yourself with your clothes on?”

“Leave! Then, I’ll do it.” Akira immediately backfires and secretly hopes she gets rid of this pesky woman.

Yet, Shiki narrows her piercing gaze and grips her partner’s wrists. After pressing Akira’s palms on the bottom of the bathtub, she stares at the struggling creature below.

Even if her red eyes glow in merciless crimson, her voice remains assertive but calm. “Who are you to order your master?”

At the moment, Akira only turns her head away. Besides, there might be no greater humiliation than this.

Even with her shakily closed eyes, the silver-haired woman feels Shiki’s eyes on her. She is certain of it.

It doesn’t help her that this mysterious woman might be staring at her chest and making her hear her own heartbeat inside her head.

But for now, Akira shakily respires as her nipples become erect from being exposed to the world.

It’s only because of feeling cold, right? There is no other way. Or so she convinces herself while keeping her legs close and impatiently waiting to be finished by her supposed-to-be enemy.

Instead of that, she feels how her bra’s straps slide down her shoulders and arms until it lands in the bathtub.

“Now, finish on your own,” Shiki briefly commands.

For sure, her partner’s voice makes Akira open her blue eyes and face this woman. Yet, she understands she is in no power to object.

When Akira sighs, she places her hands around her underwear and removes it while trying to cover her private parts.

Lastly, when she throws away the remaining clothes, she hugs her knees and gives a questioning look to Shiki.

“See? Was it that difficult? And so much fuzz over nothing…” the red-eyed woman mockingly comments.

After Shiki leans forward, she stretches her arm up to pick up the showerhead.

Meanwhile, Akira instinctively closes her eyes as Shiki’s large bust touches her face.

‘That woman does it on purpose just to make fun of me, doesn’t she?’ She wonders as Shiki’s breasts rub against her.

But for now, the dark-haired swordsman brings her arm below it and turns on the shower head.

As the water runs down her pale skin, Shiki indifferently stares at it.

When the water warms to the right temperature, she lowers her arm and briefly gives another command. “Close your eyes until I say so.”

Meanwhile, Akira only silently follows the orders. Yet, the sudden water spray against her hair nearly jolts her.

A second later, she gets alerted as Shiki buries her fingers in her hair and gets goosebumps as her scalp is massaged.

After wetting her silver hair, Akira hears the showerhead stop and taps the bathtub.

Suddenly, she shrugs upon something cold and thick poured on her head.

However, just before she opens her mouth, Shiki’s palm brushes her hair from her face.

When her partner rubs her scalp, Akira hears the rising cracking of shampoo foam.

Yet, it doesn’t take long for Akira to get used to and even enjoy how someone like a cold-blooded killer like that woman carefully washes her hair.

Besides, she hasn’t expected that even something as simple as that can be enjoyable if not relaxing.

But for now, the blue-eyed woman lets out without realizing the nearly purring-like noises as Shiki massages behind her ears and her scalp.

Even when her partner rinses her hair, she wonders whether it is okay to be spoiled like this by the stranger. More so, this might be probably the first time when anyone has ever shown such a care for her.

However, Akira’s further thoughts are interrupted by Shiki’s usual voice. “Open your eyes and give me your arm.”

This time, she stretches her arm and allows it to rest in the red-eyed woman’s hands without a second thought.

After examining it, Shiki comments on the small cut in her pet’s palm. “It’s not as bad as I thought. Good. That will save me more time.”

When she releases her arm, she picks a round sponge and shower gel from the other edge of the bath.

After pouring a bit of the shower gel on the sponge, Shiki squeezes until the soap foam runs down through the gaps of her fingers and briefly commands. “Stay still.”

In the end, Akira accepts her fate and allows this woman to scrub her back.

Surprisingly, Shiki is not too rough or puts too much pressure like it’s that perfect balance. More importantly, she already knows her body better than herself and the right spots to rub.

When the dark-haired swordsman finishes washing her back, her adored prized possession offers one and then another arm for her.

However, Akira widens her eyes as Shiki places her palm on her knee and grabs her wrist.

As the silver-haired woman holds onto her partner’s arm, she stares with her shy blue eyes. “I… I can do it on my own. So, I don’t need any spectators for that.”

Yet, Shiki only smirks like a proud feline. “Ho~ You are an impatient puppy that cannot sit in the same spot during the bath time.”

After she shakes her pet’s hands off her, she adds. “However, it seems that I would need to hold you down and not let you run away until you are clean.”

When Shiki lands her palms on her partner’s knees, she spreads her legs and slides her palms down her thighs.

However, instead of resisting, Akira only turns her head away while her ears burn from embarrassment. “You don’t have to stare at me like this…”

After Shiki rests her palm on Akira’s shoulder, she washes her chest.

Meanwhile, the silver-haired woman closes her eyes and clenches her palms while letting out silent purring-like noises.

For sure, there might be no greater humiliation than being watched and cleaned by the same person who defeated her in the not-so-distant past.

What does Shiki, who’s supposed to be a cold-blooded killer, see in her that makes her spare her life? Or is she nothing more than a pass of time for Shiki before getting bored? Probably, probably not. Who knows?

If so, why did this large cat clean her caught mouse before eating it? Or could it be - this feline is too spoiled and only plays with new and clean toys? Or so Akira wonders while the sponge moves all over her upper body without missing a spot.

Yet, she knows one thing - her body has already become sensitive thanks to this mysterious woman’s touch. Even when the sponge moving in Shiki’s hand massages her breasts and her buds, Akira shakily respires and closes her blue eyes.

Suddenly, she whimpers and instinctively keeps her legs close as the sponge touches her groin.

After she faces her partner, she asks while trying to keep her poker face. “What are you-?”

However, Shiki interrupts her with another brief command. “Spread your legs and lift your bottom.”

Without a second thought, Akira once again follows this woman’s orders, no matter how she would look in such a shameful position.

More so, the longer Shiki rubs her privates, Akira lets out adorable whims and respires at the rising heat in her lower regions, followed by the unknown pleasant sensation.

Eventually, Shiki’s calm voice returns her to reality. “Give me your leg.”

When Akira lowers her bottom, she raises her leg while giving Shiki a slightly irritated look until it rests in her partner’s hands.

To her surprise, the dark-haired woman keeps her poker face without biting remarks while cleaning her foot and ankle and going upwards until she reaches her thigh.

Soon, Shiki repeats the same process with another leg. When she finishes washing her prized possession and puts the sponge away, she takes the shower head into her hand and turns it on.

When the dark-haired woman rinses her body, she can feel that while Shiki handles the current task, her palm also moves as if it tries to memorize the shape of her body.

Soon, after Shiki turns off the water and hangs the shower head back to its place, she leaves her partner’s side to look for one specific item.

A few seconds later, Akira immediately closes her eyes as something fluffy lands on her head.

However, just before she opens her mouth, Shiki starts drying her hair and, eventually, her body with a white towel.


Several minutes have passed. After Shiki reaches her bed while carrying Akira wrapped in the towel, she drops her on it.

Akira closes her eyes and lets out a whimper as the bed creaks under the weight that was dropped on it.

However, after she sits and opens her eyes, she immediately lowers her eyes and fixates them on the newly thrown item at her.

Meanwhile, Shiki only smiles at how Akira picks and studies a white, oversized shirt. “What is it with you? Put it on.”

After a brief pause, Akira removes the towel and starts dressing up while giving her partner a questioning look and asking her in a humble tone. “Why are you doing this?”

“Have you forgotten already? You are mine.” Shiki proudly declares.

Lastly, the dark-haired woman adds before turning her back and heading to the bathroom. “Just behave nicely until I’ll return.”

As soon as the red-eyed swordsman leaves, Akira gets up and looks around the apartment.

After investigating for a while, the silver-haired woman notices that the door is locked, and no matter how hard she looks, she cannot find the keys.

Yet, Akira remembers that even if this apartment was unlocked, it’s wiser to stay inside for tonight.

After all, Rein users or other feral types, who are thirsty not only for blood, infested Toshima’s streets. So, at the moment, someone as defenseless as her running around in nothing more than a long white shirt is a perfect prey for a hungry beast.

Besides, despite for whatever reason Shiki took her in, it’s also a safe shelter from wind and rain.

Either way, Shiki’s sword is also missing or maybe she just hides it well.

“Does she really carries it with her anywhere she goes? That stupid woman…” Akira mutters while resting her chin on her palm and returns to the bedroom.


More time has passed. But for now, Akira peacefully slumbers while lying on the side and curling under the blanket.

However, she softly groans and slowly opens her eyes when something soft and big presses against her back and rests her arm on her.

For sure, it doesn’t take long to figure out who is this pesky person who pushes her to the edge of the bed until she nearly touches the wall and parts her legs with her pushed knee.

‘Just when did she get here?’ Akira wonders, while being embraced by this large feline.

On the other hand, perhaps it’s better not to push her luck and check whether Shiki is asleep or just playing around.

More importantly, this is the first time in her life when someone shares their body warmth with her. Although, it’s nothing that she really minds.

Besides, this is the first time in a while that she can rest without fear that someone may attack her. Or so the silver-haired woman decides as she softens her gaze and sighs.

Soon, the sound of raindrops rhythmically tapping on the window and the pouring rain outside makes her eyelids heavy and wash her grim past and pain away. In the end, the blue-eyed woman drowns in a deep sleep.

Thus, it’s Akira’s first night spent in the warm embrace of Shiki and the beginning of her taming by this woman.


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First of all,
Thank You so @shikiakitogainu for giving me a permission to use this lovely shikiaki yuri fanart for this story❤
Yup, it looks so gorgeous*✧ ✰ 。*
Also, if you are reading this,
Hopefully, you've enjoyed this story...
Yup, 'cos I wanted to make it like a small treat for you ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )
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Title: Weak Executioner
Fandom: King of Fighters
Characters:Iori Yagami, Goeniko, Kyo Kusanagi
Pairing: Bliss!Kyo x Bliss!Iori
Summary:

Ioriko’s cursed blood has taken her over again. However, after waking up, she realizes that this time she has a big price to pay…
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Another year, and another tournament King of Fighters has been announced. However, if it wasn’t for Kyoko participating this year, one redhead wouldn’t show any interest in that.

More so, this year, she had no other choice than team up with the other two Sacred Treasures. Otherwise, Kagura may have nagged her to death about the importance of their mission to stop the great evil known as Orochi from causing havoc and the world’s destruction.

Therefore, it cannot be helped. If that is the only way to catch a break and settle her business with her long-time rival, Ioriko has to do it.

By far, until reaching the finals, everything went smoothly. And thus, the redhead is convinced this is just a waste of time. Unfortunately, the very little she knows is that everything will change soon, and not how she is expecting.

There is still plenty of time before the next match. Yet, there is something that Ioriko needs to investigate to make sure that it’s only a coincidence.

That’s right, after briefly spotting one familiar blonde nun in the crowd, she widens her eyes and freezes in the same spot.

Of course, it can be just her imagination playing tricks on her. After all, the dead do not walk on this Earth.

Yet, that ominous presence alone tells there is no mistake - it is one of Orochi’s most loyal servants. It’s not important how she got there. But what the hell is she doing here?

When the Hakkesshu woman stops walking and turns around, she smirks, and her blue eyes give an inviting look for her opponent before she disappears into the crowd.

Suddenly, the redhead tries to reach for her “WAIT!”. However, there is no answer nor the sigh of the nun.

Therefore, she must chase the mysterious woman. More so, there is no time to waste on looking for her teammates and tell about this encounter. More importantly, she cannot let Kyoko get involved in this, not this time.

She won't let her rival stick her nose into the business where she shouldn’t interface and worry for no reason again. Or so Yagami thinks while grinding her teeth and desperately searching for the Hakkesshu woman’s traces.

Several minutes pass by. Finally, the redhead reaches a more desolate place and notices one nun leaning against the tree.

After the blonde lifts her head, she gives a calm, yet at the same time piercing look “Oh my… what do we have here? Did you come all this way just to see me?”.

“What the hell you’re doing here? Aren't you supposed to be dead? Either way, I’ll put you back to your grave!” Or so Ioriko asks as she approaches her opponent.

When the blonde gracefully pushes her hands from behind and takes a step forward, she politely replies “My my, biting into a hand that wants to help you to get into a straight path… Fret not. I’m only here as a bystander to observe the inevitable. ”.

As Yagami frowns and bares her nails, she growls “The hell with you and you bullshit!”.

Meanwhile, Goeniko is not affected by Ioriko’s intimidating stance and keeps her proud look “Don’t worry, soon, very soon you will be awakened, my dear child.”.

“What are you!?-” Unfortunately, Ioriko’s speech is interrupted by the ringing heartbeat inside her head and an awful headache. As Yagami widens her eyes and covers her eye, her voice trembles “Shit… why… why it must happen now!?”.

While her vision synchronically dyes in red within each heartbeat, she only trembles in great pain. When she covers her mouth with her palm, the blood gushes through the gaps.

Meanwhile, the blonde stands close to her and remarks on the suffering creature in front of her “It already began. Don’t resist to it, embrace it. Accept the orochi blood running in you veins!”. When she strokes Yagami’s hair, she declares “Now, go and fulfil you fate. Then, we shall meet again.”.

Despite slowly losing consciousness and her corrupted bloodline taking control, she still sees Goeniko walking away with noble elegance. Lastly, the blonde raises her hand and disappears with the whirlwind.

At the last moment, Ioriko sees the last ray of light, which appears as Kyoko. Yet, she doesn’t question it and desperately tries to grasp it and calls her name. Unfortunately, this warm illusion instantly shatters. And thus, she is swallowed by the darkness, and the creature deep inside takes over her place.

In the end, Ioriko howls like a ferocious beast while baring fangs and claws. And thus, once the bright, festive mood in the air is silenced and replaced by the fear and despair spread by the red demon wielding a corrupted flame.


Some time passes by. Finally, the blood riot leaves Yagami's body. Unfortunately, it has strong withdrawal effects.

Suddenly, the redhead groans and grimaces in pain as the wave of terrible, burning ache spreads all over her body. Even so, she is too weak to move a single muscle.

Strangely, this is something new, and usually, when Ioriko’s cursed blood calms down, she doesn’t feel anything aside from a mild headache, nor remember anything.

But for now, Ioriko sits and slowly opens her eyes to look around. However, it doesn’t take long enough to realize who is responsible for the countless heavily injured people and the ones with either missing various limbs or still smoking corpses under the buildings' ruins.

Was it all done by her hands? Why no one didn't stop her? Or so the redhead wonders while wandering around.

After looking down, she notices a glass shard reflecting her being covered in red and cinder and her tattered outfit. More so, she is indifferent while her eyes are dimmed.

After she closes her eyes, she sighs “Well, whatever. I need to get out of here. That idiot is probably in the hospital too. So, I need to find her.”.

As she opens her eyes and stares in the distance, she widens her eyes while her palms are shaking “Kyo… Kyoko…”. Lastly, she rushes towards the unconscious woman leaning against the building’s wall.

After the redhead kneels next to her rival, she brings her body closer to her.

For sure, seeing the once energetic and arrogant brunette whose eyes always sparkle with life and passion as nothing more than a broken, weak doll, is hard for Ioriko. More importantly, the little flame in her captivating amber eyes is dimmed and dull.

Right now, Yagami’s heart aches by knowing that these heavy injuries are done by her hands.

Despite that Kyoko puts her remaining strength to extend her trembling hand and stroke Ioriko’s cheek while giving her a comforting smile “You are back… I’m so glad that it worked… It’s… it’s okay… it’s okay… You are safe now… No one will… no one will hurt anymore.”.

“Don’t speak, you fool!… You must save your strength now. Shit… we need to leave!” Or so the redhead objects while the Kusanagi woman keeps the same smile.

“Hey, you know… I kinda feel sleepy. So, let me… let me rest for a bit. But as soon as I wake up, let’s have…. have another match together, Yagami.” Or so the brunette manages to reply before her life thread is cut.

While Ioriko observes her rival in denial, she suddenly hugs her and closes her eyes. When she weeps, she lifts her head and screams “KYYYOOOOOOOOKOOOOOOO”.


Somewhere in another time and place. Suddenly, the red-haired woman wakes up and sits on the bed.

When she leans forward, she grasps her bloating chest and deep breathes. For now, through the placed palm, she can feel how her heart can break her ribcage with such a violent, loud heartbeat.

As soon as Ioriko begins to calm down and settle down in this world, she realizes she is in a dark room. She is uncertain if that is another dream or is this reality. Without wasting time, she turns to the side and stretches her arm to reach the light switch.

However, when she lands on something soft, which starts to murmur and struggle under her, the redhead stops moving.

“What is it? Get off me.” Or so the sleepy voice under Yagami speaks up.

After a certain brunette notices frightened Ioriko, she sits up and gives a genially concerned look “Hey, did anything happened? You look terrible”.

The redhead only turns her head away while she rests on her partner’s lap “Nothing. You’re just imagining stuff.”.

“You’re lying.” Kyoko instantly comments. After almost a minute lasting pause, she breaks the silence “Then, tell me this again but facing me, Yagami.”.

However, Ioriko only lowers her gaze “You worry too much, idiot. ...It’s fine now.”. Suddenly, she widens her eyes and frowns as her partner strokes her hair “Oi, the hell you’re doing? Or do you have a death wish, you fool?”.

After Ioriko turns her head and leans on her elbows, she tries to keep an indignant look on her face. Unfortunately, it’s a difficult task when your rival gives a warm look and smiles.

“Whatever. The weather outside might be fine. Besides, I need to get some fresh air.” Or so the redhead adds as she gets up and walks towards the closet. While her partner gives a dumbfounded look, Yagami adds while she picks a couple of bathrobes “What are you doing? You’ll catch a cold if you stay in this. So, you’re going with me.”.

When Ioriko tosses one of the picked pieces of clothing, Kyoko picks it up and hugs it before putting it on. Lastly, the redhead walks towards the bedside and extends her hand. After the brunette takes it, Ioriko helps her to stand up, and both walk outside.

In the end, both gals end up star gazing and enjoying each other’s company. No matter how it’s hard to admit for Yagami, she is secretly relieved and glad that what she saw earlier was nothing more than a twisted dream. More so, the brunette leaning on her shoulder is the needed proof.

But for now, Ioriko turns to face Kyoko and places her palms on her throat while keeping her poker face.

This gesture surprises the brunette, who only gives a questioning look “Yagami?”.

Instead of saying anything, the redhead only fixates her eyes on the amber ones and moves her hands on her cheeks. Suddenly, she pulls Kyoko into a tight hug and closes her eyes while confessing in a shivering voice “Just never die on me! I won’t forgive you if dare to do that, got it? That’s all I ask for.”.

In the end, the Kusanagi woman closes her eyes and wraps her arms around Ioriko’s shoulders “I understand. It’s a promise, then.”. Even the moon shining above gives his silent blessings to this couple at this serene moment.

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Title: Blessings from the Goddess
Fandom: King of Fighters
Pairing: Bliss!Orochi x Goeniko
Summary: [Bliss!Orochi x Goeniko]

[Warning: this one-shot contains suggestive themes]

After seeing Goeniko exhausted after a long day of fulling her duties, Orochi decides to spoil her most beloved follower.
What kind of trip awaits Goeniko? Read and find out.

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It was already late afternoon, and the sky was nearly dyed in warm orange tones. Even so, the last sunbeams get through the stained-glass of the one local church and make the mosaics of the saints and angels look even more majestic and beautiful.

Finally, the priest closes the evening’s mass with the last word of the prayer. After the people, the priest, and the other nuns left the church, one blonde nun was alone.

Despite that, she still has a lot to do before night, and she skips her duties to have time for herself. After all, there is a saying: ‘‘If you do not take care of yourself, neither God will.’’. So, taking a little break won’t do any harm to anyone.

Besides, the blue-eyed nun believes in a higher-rank deity than the so-called God, who loves and protects those who adore and have faith in them.

But for now, Goeniko sits on the bench, closes her eyes, and exhales. Only being alone in the church can allow you to feel that serene and sacred atmosphere that can help you relax. However, this time she almost dozes out.

Suddenly, a calm voice of a familiar goddess echoes through the church “Falling asleep in the house of God?”.

Even with her eyes closed, Goeniko sees the white, blinding light. Yet, as soon as it appeared, it disappeared instantly.

After the blonde opens her eyes and spots a spirit of the fluffy silver-head, who wears a white, long sleeveless tunic, and under it, there is a visible tattoo of an Orochi clan over her chest. Then, golden wrapped snakes bracelets on each arm, and on the golden necklace, a platinum snake wrapped around it like observing everything.

As the goddess leans against the altar’s wall, she asks in a slightly concerned tone ‘‘Did you get tired during the day?’’.

Yet, the blonde smiles and politely replies “No. Not all. I was just taking a quick break before returning to my duties.”.

As Goeniko stands up and walks towards the altar, she continues addressing the divine being “However, what did I do to deserve to be blessed by your presence, Orochi-sama? You don’t show up without a great reason, am I right?”.

‘‘Do I need a reason to see you?’’ The fluffy silver-haired woman asks.

Of course, these words are not what Goeniko expects, and she widens her eyes and blush. A second later, she closes her eyes and coughs once.

After she opens her eyes and fixes the collar of her outfit, the blue-eyed nun turns her head and slightly shakily replies ‘‘But why would you do it? After all, I’m just a humble servant of yours.’’.

Surely, Orochi is entertained by such a reaction. But instead of teasing her most loyal follower, she takes a step closer and gently brushes Goeniko’s cheek ‘‘Is it wrong to visit someone who has been worshiping and adoring me all these years? You are the first human who doesn’t cowardly cover behind my name by doing horrible things. All you do is protect Gaia by preaching my word and punishing anyone who disrespects or hurts Gaia.’’.

After softening her gaze, she explains further ‘‘No one is even forcing you, and you were only following what your heart tells you to do. That’s why I want to keep an eye on you and protect you from any harm, Goeniko.’’.

In the end, the goddess’s confession leaves the blonde in awe. However, Goeniko objects ‘‘I’m flattered and thrilled that you feel this way, even if I do not deserve it as anyone else who might also give their life for you, or even offer you more than I do, Orochi-sama.’’.

The fluffy silver-haired deity only chuckles and comments ‘‘I don’t think that there is a more dedicated person than you. Even if there is, they are not as precious as you.’’.

After a brief pause, Orochi suggests ‘‘In any case, I’ve noticed that you were working harder than anyone else in this place. So, I decided you deserve more than a brief break. Tomorrow I will take with me on a trip.’’.

‘‘What if anyone sees you? After all, you are not an ordinary person, and I cannot put you into trouble because of me.’’ The blue-eyed nun replies as she directly stares at her idol.

The divine deity assures her ‘‘It won’t harm me to turn into a human just for a single day. Besides, not everyone can sense my presence.’’.

Although, Goeniko asks without hiding her curiosity ‘‘But where are going? It must be an important or sacred place like a shrine about which I’m not aware, isn’t it?’’.

‘‘Close enough. Unfortunately, not. However, I don’t want to ruin a surprise for you.’’ Orochi calmly replies.

Such an answer makes the blonde even more curious and not understand what kind of journey awaits her tomorrow. Yet, she has faith in her adored goddess and, as always, entrusts her body and heart to her.

But for now, she worries about how to leave with no one noticing that she will be gone tomorrow.


It is another day. Fortunately, Goeniko didn’t need a stealthy escape plan because one of the oldest nuns gave her permission to take a day off before continuing her duties at church.

More importantly, the blonde is not used to seeing Orochi in her human form, even if it is like her divine form. However, she is more surprised at how casually her idol dresses and walks among the mere mortals.

Nevertheless, for her, the silver-haired woman still looks stunning in the black sleeveless turtle-neck t-shirt, and on top of it, a shoulder-less blue short-sleeved shirt and a pair of white leggings.

Another surprise for the blue-eyed nun was that instead of saving time and summoning the wind, her idol preferred going on foot.

‘Perhaps, it could be a good chance to learn more about Orochi-sama and get close to her.’ Or so, Goeniko wonders while they are on the way towards the mysterious place.

Meanwhile, Orochi gives an excited gaze when she notices how determined looks her beloved follower.

After a while, the couple reaches the thermal baths. Although, the blonde did not know that the goddess would want to visit a place where only ordinary people go.

However, if this is what Orochi-sama wants, it should be fine. Or so, Goeniko convinces herself.

Of course, the blue-eyed nun is also amazed how the fluffy silver-haired woman’s generosity by bookmarking this whole place just for them.

When the receptionist gives them the keys and shows them the dressing room, the dark-haired woman kindly explains the rules in the thermal baths, swimming pool, and sauna areas and reminding that they can also visit the local cafe. And thus, upon entering the dressing rooms, this pair’s date begins.


Unfortunately, Goeniko hasn’t expected that aside from your worn towel, you do not need to bring anything else, even the underwear. Of course, at first, this detail shocked the blonde, yet maybe this is what she should have expected by going into baths.

Since Orochi only wrapped a towel around her, Goeniko feels more at ease. After all, her dear goddess is by her side. Finally, the blonde can proudly walk and with confidence by realizing it.

After walking in the aquamarine marble corridors decorated with Oriental-style mosaics, the couple arrives at one of the thermal baths.

The blonde hasn’t expected that the enormous octagonal-shaped swimming pool would take up most of the already spacious room. Nor how the swimming pool is surrounded by the dome, which is supported by eight pillars.

Yet, behind her calm face, there is a sparkle of excitement in her eyes.

When they got close to the swimming pool, Goeniko sits on the edge while stirring and carefully splashing the hot water with her feet. For now, she chills there.

However, the sound of the falling cloth makes the blonde turn back. A second later, she widens her eyes and feels how the heat rushes to her cheeks ‘‘Orochi-sama?…’’.

The silver-haired woman removed her towel, and after sitting in the swimming pool, she makes herself comfortable.

For sure, Goeniko is bewildered by seeing her idol acting casually. More importantly, she isn’t sure how to behave in front of the goddess.

No matter how hard Goeniko tries to be reserved, all she can do is cover her mouth while unable to remove her eyes from the woman in front of her.

When Orochi notices the blue-eyed nun’s reaction, she gives a puzzled look ‘‘Is there anything wrong? Are you not feeling fine?’’.

Suddenly, the flustered blonde averts her gaze. As her ears burn from the embarrassment, she defends herself ‘‘No. N-not at all!… I didn’t mean to be this rude and upset you by acting too immature. It’s just that I… Well, it’s not important because it may insult you.’’.

Yet, it piqued the silver-haired woman’s curiosity, and she raises her eyebrow ‘‘If that’s so? Because it looked like you were staring at me.’’.

After getting caught on the spot, Goeniko nervously replies ‘‘Well, I…’’.

When the goddess closes her eyes and sighs, she patiently explains ‘‘I didn’t say that I’m mad at you.’’. Later on, she adds in a comforting tone ‘‘It’s fine. You may admire my body all you want. Besides, I know that you have no bad intentions toward me. So, I can trust you.’’.

Yet, the blonde is silent while lowering her head because Orochi’s words still confuse her. After all, the only thing she expected was to anger the goddess.

Nevertheless, Goeniko feels relieved as something heavy is pushed from her chest. Besides, the blonde gal feels assured that her beloved idol is kind and has faith in her.

That’s why she decides to show her gratitude boldly. Yet, before making her move, the blonde politely asks ‘‘Is it okay if I’ll do something nice for you?’’.

‘‘Sure thing. However, shouldn’t I be the one who should treat you?~’’ The fluffy silver-haired woman asks while giving a suggestive gaze.

After sitting next to her goddess and leaning against her shoulder, the blonde closes her eyes ‘‘You already spoiling me by allowing me to be by your side. So, let me take care of you.’’.

Lastly, Goeniko gently places her hands on Orochi’s shoulders and begins to massage her shoulders.

For sure, seeing how her most adored person blissfully closes her eyes and lets out the purring noises is the most rewarding and pleasant experience for the blonde.

More importantly, Goeniko cannot ask for anything else because nothing in this world could match the satisfying feeling of being this intimate with her adored Orochi-sama.

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Title: At Least Leave Me the Song
Fandom: King of Fighters
Pairing: Bliss!Shingo x Bliss!Kyo
Summary: [Bliss!Shingo x Bliss!Kyo]

After a long time of delaying, Shingomi finally finds the courage to confess her feelings for her most adored person.
Will her feelings be accepted, and she finds her happy ending?
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Finally, the long-awaited day arrives. Despite feeling nervous, Shingomi decides not to delay any longer and to confess her feelings to one special person. She knows she has to do it now because there might be no other chance like this.

That’s right, the first time Yabuki gathered all her courage to tell how she feels about her adored mentor ended with failure.

That day when she was supposed to meet up with Kyoko, there was no sign of her, nor did she pick up the calls. It wouldn’t be this bad if the robotic voice told her many times that the receiver was out of reach.

More importantly, Shingomi was devastated to learn about the sudden Kusanagi’s heir disappearance for nearly a year, and no one hasn’t known why and where she was gone.

Nevertheless, the younger brunette was excited and glad when her precious returned and even ruffled her hair while giving a warm smile.

No matter why Kyoko took such a long vacation without telling no one, Shingomi was sure that her mentor had her reasons, which should be respected and not questioned. Or so, Yabuki convinced herself.

Besides, the younger brunette doesn’t want to annoy her mentor with too many unnecessary questions. Even if she cannot understand why after taking a so-called long break, Kyoko looks exhausted and stiff and always avoids talking about it.


But for now, Shingomi impatiently waits for the Kusanagi to show up.

Since it was such an intimate topic to talk about, she had to make sure that no one else would laugh at her by saying these easy yet most difficult three words. That’s why Yabuki had to invite her adored Kusanagi-san to her house when her parents were at work.

Besides, it wasn’t the first time she and Kyoko were hanging out or studying together. After all, this place was familiar to the Kusanagi’s heir since their high-school days. Perhaps it might be the perfect spot to confess her feelings.

Or so, the younger brunette wonders as she checks on herself in the mirror so that nothing could go wrong. Nor making herself look like a fool in front of her most important person.

As Shingomi finishes fixing her hair, she hears a doorbell ringing.

‘‘Ah! It must be Kusanagi-san.’’ The brunette remarks with excitement in her voice. Lastly, she encourages her reflection in the mirror ‘‘Alright! You can do it! I… I’ll do my best for Kusanagi-san.’’. And with these words, Yabuki dashes to greet her mentor.


After she unlocks the door, she notices a familiar brunette wearing a white jacket, a black turtle-neck sleeveless t-shirt, and a pair of jeans.

Unlike her disciple, Kyoko looks concerned, yet she addresses the younger brunette in a serious tone ‘‘You asked me to come here as soon as possible. Did anything bad happen? Or did you get into trouble again?’’.

However, Yabuki gives a puzzled look and innocently asks ‘‘Eh? Why do you think like that, Kusanagi-san?’’. When Shingomi turns her head, she adds in a shy tone ‘‘But there is something important that I want to tell you for a long time. So, please, come in.’’.

This kind of reply confuses and concerns the Kusanagi even more. Nevertheless, she follows her disciple while hoping that it is nothing more but a bad sense.


After they got into the younger brunette’s room, Shingomi politely asks her mentor whenever she wants anything to drink or for a snack. Of course, Kyoko couldn’t decline Yabuki’s offer when she uses her puppy eyes.

Some time passed. When the younger brunette returns with two cups of hot chocolate, she gives one to the adored Kusanagi-san, who sits on the edge of the bed.

Lastly, as Shingomi sits next to Kyoko, the older brunette addresses her ‘‘So, tell me what is happening? Because you wouldn’t call out of blue.’’.

While Yabuki lowers her gaze and stares at her prepared drink, she replies in a slightly shaky voice ‘‘I know if I tell you this, you’ll probably be disappointed, disgusted, or even hate me. That’s why I’m not sure if it is okay to say it…’’.

After facepalming and deeply exhaling, Kyoko faces her disciple ‘‘Why do you think that way? Do you think I would hang out with anyone I cannot tolerate? Listen, if I hate you, I won’t even bother to talk to you.’’.

When she puts her drink on the night table, the Kusanagi’s heir places her hand on Shingomi’s shoulder and gives a comforting gaze ‘‘Besides, I cannot force myself to be even mad at you if you did nothing wrong. So, it’s okay. You can tell me whatever doesn’t give you rest.’’.

However, the younger brunette objects in a quiet tone ‘‘After this, you will.’’.

‘‘You don’t trust me, right?’’ Kyoko comments in a serious tone.

Suddenly, Shingomi widens her eyes and defends herself ‘‘Of… of course I trust you! However, I doubt that you’ll do once it’s over.’’.

‘‘You’ll never know unless you try it. So, shoot it~’’ The older brunette replies with a determined look.

This is it! She can’t run away any longer. Whatever will be the outcome, Shingomi is ready to accept it. Even if that means losing her adored mentor. At least, in this case, the younger brunette would show what she calls, the worst thing to expect from her.

After nervously swallowing the saliva and clenching her hands into the fists, Yabuki closes her and confesses from the bottom of her heart ‘‘I LIKE YOU!’’. Of course, such words shock Kyoko, and she dumbfounded stares at her disciple.

When the younger brunette opens her eyes, she continues her speech despite feeling how the heat rushes to her cheeks and ears ‘‘No… It’s not the right word for it! I… I mean ‘like’ wouldn’t be enough… I… I… lo… lo… I love you! So, there! I know you may not feel the same, nor do I expect you to forgive me for this. I mean, how can I be even worth enough to be anywhere near you? However, I cannot keep this secret any longer. It would be the wrong thing to do. That’s why, whatever you decide, I will be fine.’’.

Once Yabuki finishes her speech, she lowers her head and closes her eyes while impatiently waiting for the verdict of her mentor.

Meanwhile, Kyoko still cannot comprehend what happened and covers her mouth. Suddenly, she realizes that she has to say anything.

After a brief pause, the older brunette breaks the silence in a bewildered voice ‘‘I… I don’t know what to say… Nor do I have any idea that this is how you feel.’’.

‘‘I knew you would hate me now!’’ Shingomi replies in a wretched voice as she cannot stop the flowing tears.

Yet, the Kusanagi’s heir softens her gaze and sighs. Lastly, she pressed her disciple’s head against her chest and pulls into a tight hug.

Of course, Yabuki widens her eyes at such an unexpected gesture, but as soon as she feels how gently her hair is stroked, she closes her eyes and listens to Kyoko’s comforting voice ‘‘Did I ever tell anything like that? Perhaps it was hard for you to have such a struggle. But it’s okay now. You finally did it, and you took a lot of courage to take such an important step. I won’t lie. I feel honored that you feel this way about me, and I truly appreciate it.’’.

‘‘So, you feel the same way as I do, Kusanagi-san?’’ The younger brunette asks in a shaky voice while continuing to listen to the calming heartbeat of her most adored person.

As Kyoko still holds Shingomi in her warm embrace, she replies ‘‘Don’t get me wrong, you are a good girl, but you deserve a better person who would care about you as much as you care about me. Besides, you are still like a good friend to me. So, I prefer to keep it the way it is.’’.

‘‘I see… So, does Kusanagi-san already have that one important person?’’ The younger brunette asks in a gloomy tone.

Suddenly, the Kusanagi’s heir briefly cracks a smile and turns her head ‘‘I guess you could say so, even despite their flaws and stubborn behavior. However, who else will take care of them and soothe their wounds if it wasn’t me?’’.

‘‘Do I know this person?’’ Yabuki asks.

As the older brunette ruffles Shingomi’s hair, she answers ‘‘Unfortunately, I cannot tell you that. Unless someday they will come out. Until then, we might get into deep trouble just by mentioning it. On the other hand, even if you confessed to me before they did, I would have taken this as seriously as someone having just a temporary crush on me.’’.

In the end, Kyoko continues in a soft voice ‘‘I’m sorry, but I’m still not sure how we ended up like that after the… A-anyway, it’s a long story, and you probably will fall asleep. So, how about we should go somewhere once you cool down?’’.

‘But I want to know everything about you and why did you disappeared so suddenly.’ Or so, Shingomi thinks to herself.

However, Yabuki uses her chance and hugs back her precious Kusanagi-san. Lastly, Kyoko remarks ‘‘Someone is rather clingy, isn’t it? Fine. I don’t mind staying like this for a bit longer.’’.


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Title: And Ioriko Strikes Again!
Fandom: King of Fighters
Pairing: Bliss!Iori x Bliss!Kyo
Summary: [Bliss!Iori x Bliss!Kyo]
Today Kyoko supposed to hang out with her disciple. However, her plans were drastically changed by one pesky redhead.
How will encounter end?
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It’s just another average day for one certain brunette, and nothing seems to stand out by far. Perhaps it is too peaceful.

That is why such a calm afternoon makes Kyoko suspicious and more cautious.

‘‘Something is wrong here. How come that pesky woman hasn’t shown up yet? Usually, it would be a fifth or sixth time when she would try to annoy me with these stupid shenanigans…’’ The Kusanagi complains.

‘‘Maybe she already gave up on me~ Who knows? But I could use it as a hard-earned day-off.’’ She wonders.

Nevertheless, there are more important things at the moment than one redhead. Today, her disciple asked her if they could hang out in the park and show something great.

Therefore, the Kusanagi picked a better outfit for hanging out as her white t-shit, her favorite leather jacket, and jeans.

Lastly, as she puts her biker helmet on, she drives toward the destination place.


After arriving at the park, Kyoko looks around for the younger brunette. Yet, there is no sign of her.

‘‘Strange. Usually, she always comes a nearly whole half hour earlier. Well, maybe she is stuck somewhere and will show up, eventually.’’ The Kusanagi assumes as she wanders around.

After finding a better spot to chill down while waiting, Kyoko sits down against one tree. When the brunette closes her eyes, she enjoys warm sunbeams and a light breeze.

Unfortunately for her, such a blissful and serene break won’t last long. Suddenly, a dark shadow falls on her.

It isn’t Shingomi. So, it can be only that woman, and Kyoko understands that.

Even without opening her eyes, the brunette knows to whom belong that voice ‘‘Here you are, Kyoko! You thought you’ll run away from me, but I finally found you.’’.

After the Kusanagi opens her eyes, she notices one familiar redhead wearing a short skirt, long socks, an open-chested shirt barely covering the bust, and the loosely tied ribbon resting between her breasts. Hell, even on the corners of the cut, you can see her frilled purple bra.

At the moment, Kyoko’s long-time rival stands with her legs spread on top of the sitting Kusanagi.

“I haven’t even tried. Perhaps you just suck even at stalking me. By the way, you are blocking the sun. So, can you move a little more, Yagami?” The Kusanagi replies as she attempts to move away from her.

Such a reply doesn’t satisfy the irritated red-haired woman, and she places her hands on her hips. Now, she states “You won’t go anywhere until we settle this right here, right now!”.

“At least get off me first!” Kyoko asks.

After Yagami takes a step back, the brunette finally stands up and shakes off the dust from her leather jacket and the back of the jeans.

The Kusanagi’s heir comments in a teasing tone “I see someone is as eager as usual~ And when I thought today I won’t need to deal with you...”.

As she thrusts her chest towards her opponent, Kyoko announces with a sparkling excitement in her eyes “Fine! I still have a free time to play with you. If you want me to kick your ass so badly, I’ll gladly do that.”. Lastly, she ignites her palm “But you better not cry when you get burn~”.

“That’s my line, you fool!” Ioriko backfires as she imitates the same movement. Yet, her determined gaze is brighter than the purple flame dancing on her palm.

In the end, both gals synchronically lower their arms and their flames. And thus, after finding a better place, another match between two fierce opponents begins.


One thing is for sure, nothing seems to exist around them anymore. Nor do they care about the surroundings.

The first one strikes the redhead by charging at her foe with one after another nail-slashing. Yet, the brunette’s feline-like reflexes are faster, and she dodges each strike.

Unfortunately, the last upper slash alerts the Kusanagi by damaging her t-shirt. Although she has a trick or two under her sleeve.

The brunette sends the spin-sick at her rival.

However, even if the redhead was too late to avoid the impact, she blocks Kyoko’s leg with her elbow. As Ioriko groans and lowers her hit the arm, she barely has time to react to another strike.

Lastly, Yagami counterattacks the brunette’s launched fire by Kusanagi’s sent flame. As the entangled flames submerge into the air, the brunette charges at the redhead.

Kyoko is confident that she’ll push down her opponent on the ground. Suddenly, she widens her eyes as the redhead moves to the side.

Once the Kusanagi’s heir crashes and collapses on the ground, she lets out a whimper. While she lies on her stomach and shakily tries to get up, her opponent approaches her.

After Ioriko stomps on the brunette’s back with her foot and bends down, she sinks her fingers into Kyoko’s scalp and, with a delightful and proud smile on her face, declares ‘‘Tsk, and so much of your swansong… Do you have any last words before I’ll kill you?’’. Lastly, she leans closer to the Kusanagi and impatiently waits for her answer.

Although instead of admitting her defeat, Kyoko only stubbornly stares without saying a word. There is no way she’ll give up on her rival.

Of course, such a gaze makes the Yagami’s heart skip a beat. For now, all she can do is silently stare.

Meanwhile, Kyoko is confused about why her old-time rival takes her time. And thus, the brunette breaks the silence between them ‘‘What’s the matter? Aren’t you gonna finish me?’’.

After the redhead removes her palm from the Kusanagi’s head, she takes a step back and crosses her arms ‘‘That would be just a waste of my time.’’. When she turns her head away, she defends herself ‘‘Besides, you purposely went easy on me, you idiot! So, I don’t want to have a cheap victory. Be grateful that I’ll spare you this time, got it?’’.

As soon as the brunette notices her opponent hiding her shy gaze and pinkish cheeks, she warmly smiles. Although she could tease the redhead, instead of that, Kyoko warmly smiles ‘‘Whatever you call it.’’.

After the brunette rolls on her back, she leans on her elbows and is about to get up.

Yet, Ioriko’s unpredictable behavior surprises Kyoko again. When the redhead squats, she stretches her hand at the Kusanagi while complaining ‘‘It can’t be helped. It seems I need to do all the work by myself.’’.

As the brunette takes Yagami’s hand without no second thought, she nods and tightly grasps it.

When Ioriko helps Kyoko get up, she speaks in a slightly shaky voice ‘‘Don’t get any wrong ideas, okay? This is the first and the last time when I’m doing this. Next time you’re dead! Mark my words, Kyoko.’’.

‘‘Sure thing. And that is not because someone is too stubborn to admit having a little crush on me~’’ The Kusanagi replies while giving a teasing look.

Of course, Yagami doesn’t like how the brunette points this out in a public place. So, she decides to teach a little lesson to one arrogant gal.

Suddenly, the redhead grabs her rival by her t-shirt and growls ‘‘You allow yourself a bit too much, aren’t you? How about I’ll show you your place, Kyoko?’’.

Despite that, it is impossible not to chuckle at such an intimidating look, yet the Kusanagi holds her back. While she gently strokes Ioriko’s cheek, she gives a flirtatious gaze ‘‘Please, do it~ I would like to see it. However, maybe in a more private place where no one will see how you’ll slowly finish me.’’.

Before Yagami opens her mouth to object, Kyoko ruffles her rival’s hair and chuckles ‘‘You can release me now. I promise I’ll behave.’’.

After the redhead releases her rival’s t-shirt, she replies ‘‘We’ll see about that! Anyway, since you lost, you need to do anything I say until tomorrow. I’ll take no as an answer.’’.

‘‘Aww, does little Ioriko invites me to date?~ Sure! Besides, I have nothing better to do today anyway. So, you wanna hang out or what?’’ Or so, the brunette asks.

Surprisingly, instead of sending a fireball at Kyoko’s face, Ioriko briefly answers ‘‘I’ll leave it to you to decide, you fool.’’.

‘‘Then, should we get on my bike?’’ The brunette suggests.

As the redhead raises her eyebrow, she remarks while keeping her hands on her hips ‘‘I’m surprised you can drive. You better hope that you won’t crash anywhere. Otherwise, I will remind you what happens if you try to mock me.’’.

The brunette only brushes her finger under her nose ‘‘I’ll take that as yes. Don’t worry, if you behave, I’ll let you cling to me when you get scared of the speed.’’.

In the end, the redhead only puffs her cheeks and turns her head away. After returning her gaze to Kyoko, she allows the brunette to wrap her arm around her waist as they walk toward their new destination place.

‘That should count as another reason to finish the Kusanagi’s heir, right? So, she better enjoy while she can until that moment arrives.’ Or so, Yagami thinks to herself.

Suddenly, the redhead is returned to this world by Kyoko’s question ‘‘Oi, are you still here with us?’’.

Before the brunette removes her arm from Ioriko, Yagami replies ‘‘You can keep it. If that bothered me, I would have already torn your arm. Besides, you would have done it, anyway. So, I only fasten the inevitable.’’.

In the end, Kyoko is secretly happy that the redhead allows such a gesture. Perhaps, tonight, she might even show Yagami that she bought a tiny box with a small ring inside, which she was looking to get for a couple of weeks.

But for now, the brunette finally comes up with an idea of where Ioriko would like to go while completely forgetting about her poor disciple.


When they put the helmets on, Kyoko turns her bike, and Ioriko sits behind her. Lastly, Yagami presses her body against the brunette. As the redhead tightly clings to her partner, they are off.

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