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Notes:

A few days have passed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re lying.” Kyo immediately backfires.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

An unknown amount of time passes by.

Soon, the blonde wakes up while groaning. Even so, Goeniko’s head feels so heavy and aching that it could explode at any moment.

Whatever this place is, even the mild breeze gives her goosebumps all over her skin, making her shiver and rub her arms.

After she sits up and holds her aching head while leaning on her elbow, Goeniko looks around.

Judging from her surroundings alone, she might be in an old, probably abandoned, temple whose walls reflect a weak orange flame.

The blonde feels uneasy as she notices she lies from what appears a sacrificial table and is dressed in an unfamiliar yet oddly recognizable blue military-style outfit.

As she examines the room more closely, she notices eight enormous, dark stone snakes decorating the walls, and their bare fangs loom over her. She widens her big blue eyes and comments uncertainly. “Just what in the name of-, is this place?”

Suddenly, she is startled by one after another, and the snakes’ eyes lighten up with tiny purple flames.

A second later, she shakily closes her eyes and covers her head as another powerful wave of headache hits her.

Meanwhile, all the poor maiden can do is shamelessly whimper as the various flashbacks of the deep past rush to her mind.

The first one is about an enormous eight-headed with eight tails snake of the size of eight valleys and eight hills.

Apparently, the legendary creature is fighting back against a divine being wielding a powerful sword that cuts half of its limbs.

At that moment, Goeniko can feel the serpent’s pure fury and hatred after being tricked by his enemy.

Despite that, after a hard-fought battle, the eight-headed snake greets its demise.

Another flashback starts similarly.

However, this time, it is a beautiful woman with long white hair and a white robe dealing with three enemies.

Suddenly, the blonde opens her eyes and breathes deeply, while she can hear her heartbeat ringing inside her head upon noticing a strangely familiar tattoo on this woman’s chest.

More so, when she gathers her remaining strength to unleash a finishing strike, that tattoo on her body glows in white.

At that moment, Goeniko senses that this battle’s outcome is the same as the previous one.

In the last vision, the blue-eyed nun is in awe at seeing one fluffy silver-haired male fighting against three people with similar auras to the previous ones.

After all, he looks like a perfect copy of the albino grass snake in his human form.

More importantly, he has a god-like figure, short, fluffy hair, and the same tattoo pattern on his chest and abs. It even glows in the same light as the woman she saw earlier.

Suddenly, the blonde gets on her knees and bends down while grasping around her throat.

Meanwhile, Goeniko desperately fights for a single gulp of fresh hair and shakily tries to remove the invisible threat.

Unfortunately, she slowly loses the battle while her face twists in pain, and feeling the sharp claws sinking into her burning neck.

In the current flashback, that man is in the air and choked by some redhead with murderous intentions for this entity.

Lastly, the brunette aids him by sending a wave of orange flame into his back to finish the divine entity.

Suddenly, the last vision is cut off, and Goeniko is released from the suffering.

A second later, without a second thought, she speaks up one certain name in a quiet, weak voice. “… Orochi-sama…”

After carefully brushing her neck and cheeks, the blue-eyed nun can feel her smooth skin, which has no bruises. Although, her cheeks were wet from the tears when she was choked.

“What is just my imagination? What I have just saw?” the blonde whispers in disbelief.

Yet, she gets alerted upon hearing one divine creature’s calm voice. “Did you call me?”

Apparently, it’s none other than the fluffy silver-haired male.

“It’s been a while and looks like your memory is returning.” He comments while smirking.

When Goeniko sits on the edge of the sacrificial altar, she shrugs as this deity approaches her.

After Orochi gets close to her, he softens his gaze. “You do not need to fear me.”

For sure, his voice strangely puts her at ease, and she lowers her shoulders.

The preserved nun takes a step closer while holding her chest. “Were you the one who let me see these visions?”

Orochi places his palm on her cheek. “Perhaps so. Have you not figured out yet?”

The sudden realization shocks the blonde. All she can do is whisper in disbelief. “Wait… Could it be - you are the same eight-headed snake I saw earlier?”

For now, Orochi only nods and explains in a calm tone. “Do you not understand yet? It’s one of your first ancestors that raised me and taught me a lot about Gaia.”

Soon, Orochi’s face darkens. “As time went on, these pesky parasites who call themselves humans turned their backs to the gods and not only they disrespected but abused my precious Gaia. Of course, I had to punish these pathetic worms and kill them all.”

Meanwhile, Goeniko only carefully listens to the proud divine deity. “However, your ancestors step in and intrigued me by offering me their finest wine and a sacrifice once per year. For years, I was satisfied and these pathetic creatures feared me. Even if they disobeyed me, I would destroy a village or two to remind their place.”

After a brief pause, he adds. “Unfortunately, the gods sent that cursed Susanoo to do all the dirty work to get rid of me. If I only knew that something was off about that generous offer of sake, I would not fall for his trap and I could have crushed him like any other human who dared to challenge me. However, I regained my consciousness too late, and I stood no chance against him.”

At that moment, Goeniko turns her head and lowers her gaze.

After noticing the gloomy maiden, the fluffy silver-haired male gently tilts her chin and exhales. “You should not blame yourself. Your ancestors never betrayed me and served me well. They even got a cult of followers that worshiped me. Besides, I only lost my body after that fateful battle.”

A second later, he gives a comforting smile. “As years have passed, I finally found a suitable host that could contain my soul without breaking it. However, this time, the heirs of Kusanagi, Yasakani and Yata wanted to stop me. Even with limitations of the human body I had, we still had a long, but a great fight, even if I was defeated again.”

After briefly closing his eyes, Orochi confesses with a satisfied look. “Yet, a year hasn’t passed, and I was greeted with a rather unexpected turn of events. Apparently, Yasakani’s jealousy has brought him to my shrine. At first, I ignored that weak-willed man, but he was too stubborn, and his request piqued my curiosity. I granted him a grain of my power for him and his descendants, giving up their family name. Thus, the day when once known Yasakani flame became purple, was the beginning of the Kusanagi and Yagami clans becoming sworn enemies.”

Lastly, he adds. “Centuries have passed. And the Hakkesshus has finally broken the seal. Unfortunately, even if I forced Yagami to awake and fulfil his mission to kill the Kusanagi’s heir, he has failed miserably. Even after I got resurrected and had another battle against the recent generation of the Sacred Treasures, I was sealed again.”

When the blonde finishes listening to Orochi’s story, she still has a lot of unanswered questions.

Despite that, she widens her big blue eyes and gives a questioning look while supporting her chin. “Wait… Don’t tell me… That animal fight I saw before meeting you - was it also your fight against these bad people?”

Meanwhile, the divine entity slowly blinks and nods.

Goeniko places her palms on his chest and gently pushes him away before stepping back.

While she keeps her hand close to her heart, she asks without removing her eyes from Orochi. “I don’t understand… How can you be sure that I am from the same clan you mentioned? What if you are mistaking me for someone else?”

“Then, raise your palm while aiming at any of these statues.” The silver-haired male orders.

For a second, Goeniko doubts this man’s intentions. Yet, she straightens her back and does what she has to do.

Suddenly, she feels the gush of wind running through her palm and fingertips before releasing it.

A second later, one of the snake’s flames dimmed away.

It surprises Goeniko, but it feels so natural for her as it always has been with her.

Meanwhile, Orochi keeps a satisfied look on his face while crossing his arms and resting his head on his fingers. “I knew I was right. You are a descendant of the Hakkesshu clan, after all.”

A couple of moments later, he wraps his arms around his partner and closes his eyes.

At that moment, Goeniko feels the heat rushing to her cheeks and narrows her gaze as one arm pulls her into a tighter hug while another strokes her head.

Soon, Orochi comments in a soft tone. “It seems that no matter for how long the time has separated us, the fate has finally brought us together. … As it should be. However, I’ll make sure that you won’t need to suffer any longer.”

Meanwhile, the blonde silently exhales and closes her eyes while resting her head against her adored person’s chest.

After a while, the blonde pushes him away gently, placing her palms on his chest and keeping her demanding eyes on him. “Then there is something I need to do first.”

When Orochi releases her from the tender embrace, Goeniko lowers herself to one knee, her head bowed in reverence. “I, Goeniko of the Hakkesshu clan, offering you my body, heart and soul as my humble sign of loyalty to you. From this moment forward, I swear to protect you with all that I am. No harm shall befall you as long as I draw breath. Your enemies shall become mine, and your battles, my own.”

After she lifts her head, she adds with a firm determination in her voice. “All I ever wish is for being like you and be guided by you. So, please, lead me in that way of being.”

For now, Orochi lowers his hand and brings it to the preserved nun.

Thus, without hesitation, Goeniko takes it into her palms and brings it to her cheek. Upon nuzzling it, she closes her loving eyes.

The divine being is satisfied and approves the blonde’s genial vow. “How fitting of you. Very well. Rise, Goeniko. Your loyalty and strength shall not go unnoticed. Together, we shall navigate the currents of fate, and you shall be an extension of my will in this world.”

In the end, Goeniko lands a soft kiss on his palm before allowing him to help her to stand up.

Thus, the two figures, god and mortal, stood united in their destiny, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them in this otherworldly realm.

As the last echoes of their vows lingered in the air, the sacred flames continued to dance, casting a warm glow on the ancient temple that had witnessed the intertwining of their fates.

It is the middle of the dark night. Somewhere in one old abandoned building site.

One tanned brunette watches how thick, large snowflakes slowly fall while he impatiently waits for his opponent to show up.

“Why ye taking so long? Or are you bold only by using words?” ‘Nagi says to himself and fixes his red scarf.

Suddenly, he widens his eyes and turns his head toward the direction of a familiar voice. “I finally found you!”

At that moment, Kusanagi’s crimson eyes sparkle with excitement, and he greets the redhead with spread arms and a wide smile. “Oh, look what we’ve got there~ Thank goodness, it’s you! I won’t lie - ya got me worried for a second that I would need to deal with that little whiny fool.”

However, his festive mood is ruined as soon as behind Iori’s back when he sees Kyo taking a step to the side to reveal himself.

But for now, Kusanagi leans on the side and frowns, addressing his rival. “Why a hell you’re staring at me like that? Do you have too many eyes or what? Stop using him as a shield! Or ye only know how to hide behind anyone’s back.”

As he gets step by step closer to Iori like an intimidating, large feline, his voice changes into a nearly thrilling tone. “In any case… How’s your wounds?”

When ‘Nagi stands close to the indignant redhead, he thrusts his chest and delightfully narrows his gaze. “Good. Did you miss me that much?”

Despite the sensation as if an invisible Kusanagi’s panther tail wraps around his thigh, Iori keeps a poker face.

Yet, such a reaction only makes ‘Nagi respire and deeply chuckle. “No? Then why are you here? Come on, you don’t need to be shy around me. And don’t try to deny it - I know you want it as much as I do~”

Unfortunately, just before he touches Yagami’s cheek, his hand is caught.

As Iori grips his wrist, he reveals his bare fangs. “For being a cheap knock-off, you are allowing yourself too much.”

“Oh~ Now that’s what I’m talking about. You’re finally into that mood,” Kusanagi backfires in a nearly flirtatious tone.

After he brushes off his palm, he raises the index finger and ignites it. As a little orange flame is reflected in both eyes, the dark entity suggests. “You’re going to take his place, right? Hey, let’s do it, already~”

However, the redhead nearly gets startled and turns his head when Kyo gently places his hand on his shoulders.

“Do not fall into his trap. It’s better if we team up and take him down together.” The Kusanagi heir warns him in a calm voice.

After ‘Nagi blows the small flame, he narrows his gaze and shows a middle finger to his original. “Do not interface, and just wait for your turn.”

Meanwhile, Iori closes his eyes and replies, ignoring his foe’s presence. “Just watch carefully and you’ll see what happens when anyone dares to touch who belongs to me, Kyo.”

For sure, such a response makes Kyo exhale. “And you better not try anything reckless or else this time someone will spend a night in hospital.”

Lastly, when the Kusanagi heir withdraws, he observes from the distance how these two keep a distance.

Thus, after ‘Nagi tosses his scarf, another fight between the dark entity and Yagami begins.

At first, the redhead patiently waits for his opponent to make a first turn.

After ‘Nagi ignites his palm, he launches a fireball at Iori.

Just as Yagami blocks the sent attack, Kusanagi charges at him with full force.

For sure, it was a close strike. Yet, Iori evades it.

A few more sent kicks and punches by the tanned brunette. Yet, Iori successfully blocks these attacks again.

After Kusanagi ceases his attacks, he gives Iori a mocking look. “Ya know, I wonder how long you gonna keep up like this~ Maybe I should motivate you a bit…”

Just as ‘Nagi raises his hand and aims at Kyo, Yagami rushes at him.

Before he reaches his throat, Kusanagi lowers his arm and dodges the strike.

A second later, the tanned brunette hits his back with his elbow. Soon, the redhead grunts as he hits the snowy ground.

Of course, Kyo cannot just stand there and do nothing.

Unfortunately for him, ‘Nagi’s reflexes are quicker, and his flame reflects his rival’s fireball.

As the fire submerges into the air, the tanned brunette’s eyes flare with rage, and he growls at him. “I TOLD YOU TO WAIT YOUR TURN!”

Meanwhile, Iori grabs his opponent’s shank and pulls him down.

After ‘Nagi hits the ground with a brief groan, the redhead manages to get up and stand up.

While Iori steps on his back, he bends down and grips his neck. As his nails sink into his skin, he narrows his gaze. “Any last words before I’ll send you to hell?”

Meanwhile, Kusanagi only cracks a mocking smile.

After a brief pause, Yagami lightens up his fingertips with purple little flames, and the loud explosion bangs all over the construction site, making Kyo instinctively cover his face with his elbows.

A couple moments later, the Kusanagi heir lowers his arms and observes how the dark smoke fades away, revealing the victor of the battle and fallen ‘Nagi.

After Iori removes the dust and ashes from himself, he comments. “What a bunch of wasted time.”

Meanwhile, Kyo gets alerted and stares at his partner.

But for now, Yagami only gives a questioning look to his partner and addresses him. “What is it? As if that fool would die that easily. Let’s go. Or do you prefer to freeze here?”

Apparently, the tanned brunette’s upper body and soon the rest of him raise as he is controlled by the strings.

“Do not underestimate me~” ‘Nagi speaks up as he fixes his shoulders while his arms are loose.

Lastly, he ignites his fist and charges at his opponent.

However, just a moment before the impact, the redhead turns and delivers a hefty kick into ‘Nagi’s stomach.

Thus, the dark entity’s flame is dimmed, and he is sent off flying.

Upon his body harshly hitting the ground, it slightly bounces before sliding on the frozen gravel.

But for now, Kusanagi shakily leans on his elbow while panting. “I’m... I’m not done yet!”

Instead of saying anything, Iori only closes his eyes and exhales.

Soon, he approaches his opponent and bends down.

After the redhead grabs Kusanagi by his t-shirt, he brings him close to his face.

Meanwhile, ‘Nagi doesn’t resist and keeps a smug face.

“Do not test my patience any further.” Iori warns him while keeping a straight face.

After he tosses down ‘Nagi, he adds. “However, if you still have your death wish, I’ll give it to you... But you have to earn it first. ”

When Iori turns his back, he declares without looking back. “So, you better do not disappoint me next time.”

As soon as he gets close to Kyo, he prompts him to leave.

On their way, the brunette is complaining while keeping his hands warm in his jacket pockets. “Why do you also have to instigate these things? You know, you’re only encouraging him.”

After a brief pause, he lowers his gaze and complains. “I swear, if I didn’t know you, I would think that you just have nothing better to do…”

“You worry too much. Or perhaps…” The redhead backfires.

However, when Iori makes a smug face, the brunette realizes something is off.

When Kyo’s poker face cracks, he asks in an unsure tone. “Wha-, what is it with you?”

“I just finally figured it out something,” Yagami proudly explains.

While his partner’s expressions entertain him, he concludes. “It seems the original is jealous of a mere copy and sucks so badly at hiding it.”

Suddenly, the heat rushes to the brunette’s cheeks, and he indignantly replies as if he is about to jump on Iori. “What are you!-”

However, Yagami only places his palm on his partner’s face and holds him back like a kitten trying to get food.

A few moments later, he ruffles Kyo’s hair and makes him briefly close his eyes.

After he withdraws his hand, he grasps the brunette’s scarf.

Besides, sometimes, it’s enjoyable to give Kusanagi a taste of his own medicine and tease him. Or so Yagami decides.

Lastly, he fixes his scarf without removing his eyes from Kyo. “Either way, you’ll catch a cold if you expose your neck like this.”

Meanwhile, the brunette only averts his blushing gaze and murmurs something under his nose, yet being secretly relieved that this time he didn’t need to drag the injured Iori from the battlefield.

It is a peaceful winter evening in Yagami’s apartment. However, one brunette comfortably sitting on the couch cannot find peace of mind.

When Kyo holds a warm cup of hot cocoa, he lowers his gaze and silently exhales.

It’s been more than a couple of hours since Iori promised to return. Knowing him, he would call and warn if he may take longer.

Of course, Kyo tried to call him an hour earlier. Unfortunately, his partner didn’t answer.

At first, he thought perhaps Iori was busy or on his way. Therefore, he didn’t bother to call back. However, even later on, he received the same response.

No matter how often the Kusanagi checked his phone - there was no new message or notification about a missed call.

But for now, Kyo turns his head to the side and says to himself in a gloomy tone. “Just where in the world are you, Yagami? It’s better to be nothing serious. Or else, what do you expect me to do with you?”

Meanwhile, when the tuxedo kitten notices how one of his dads is unusually upset, he lowers his triangle ears and wonders if these two fought again or if his other dad hurt him.

Therefore, little Oreo decides to cheer him up in the best way he knows. And thus, he jumps on the couch while letting out a brief trill.

After he approaches Kyo, he rubs his head and his body against his leg while his tail is lifted, trying to get his attention.

For sure, such an unexpected gesture surprises the Kusanagi.

When the brunette leans forward, he puts the mug on the coffee table and sits back.

As he strokes the kitten’s head and under his chin, Kyo softens his gaze and sighs. “Did you miss your dad as well? Let’s hope that he is fine and only decided to get something for you.”

After Oreo lies next to him and closes his eyes, and his beloved hand strokes his soft fur, his little motor engine activates.

However, his kitten’s presence and purring makes him lower his shoulders and feel how his heart aches.

In the end, he cannot help himself but irrationally worry about his partner without even knowing his whereabouts.

Several minutes have passed.

Suddenly, Oreo lifts his head and ears upon hearing something.

“What is it, Oreo? Is your dad already home?” Kyo asks as he gets up and heads toward the corridor.

After rushing to his destination place, he notices that there is no one inside.

However, a faint banging on the door and the sound of the lock moving caught the brunette's attention.

Soon, the mysterious culprit opens the door.

Fortunately, Kyo’s reaction is quicker, and he catches the redhead in his arms without both collapsing on the floor.

“Oi, you’re okay?” The brunette asks him while closing the door.

When Iori places his hand on his partner’s shoulder, he withdraws his lowered head and faces him while surpassing his groaning.

Suddenly, Kyo widens his eyes and becomes pale upon noticing Iori covered in blood. After a closer inspection, he scolds him without containing his emotions. “What happened to you? Who the hell did this to you?!”

While Iori’s face twists in pain and panting, he backfires. “I just tripped over and fell downstairs! That’s what fucking happened… So, move, and let me catch a break.”

After hearing these words, the brunette’s face darkens. “Fell downstairs, eh? Are you sure about that?”

“Tsk. Do not test my patience, Kyo.” The redhead warns through gritted teeth.

Unfortunately, his attempt to stand up on his own fails.

Thus, the sudden pain on Yagami's side makes him hold his palm into the aching spot, and he loses his balance.

After the brunette throws Iori’s arm over his shoulders, he closes his eyes and sighs. “Let’s go… Let’s get you warm and see your wounds.”

Lastly, he helps Yagami to walk to the bedroom while wondering who could have done this to him.

However, on their way, one person comes to his mind. Although, even if his guess might be wrong, it doesn’t matter. Right now, prioritizing his partner’s well-being is more important. Or so Kyo decides.

After he lies Iori in bed, he assists him with removing his outfit and spots that the redhead’s clothes are tattered and have holes with crispy burnt edges.

While silently exhaling, the brunette wonders how much Yagami suffered to become so passive and willingly accept any treatment from him.

“What’s wrong? If you dislike it so much, you can leave me alone. As if I need your pity.” The redhead comments as he observes his partner’s every movement.

When Kyo grasps the hemline of Iori’s t-shirt, he lowers his shoulders and head. As he cracks a fake smile, he replies in a cold yet calm tone. “You’re right… I guess it’s better to leave it in professionals’ hands.”

After he sits on the edge of the bed, he picks up his phone from his pocket.

However, as Kyo types a specific phone number, Yagami shakily sits up and gathers all his remaining strength into his palm.

Suddenly, the Kusanagi freezes in the same spot when the phone is hit out of his hand.

As soon as it lands on the ground, Kyo turns his head and stares at Iori.

Lastly, the redhead addresses him. “Don’t. I’m not that weak or ill.”

Meanwhile, Kyo remains speechless for a few moments.

Finally, the redhead breaks the intense silence. “Besides, who will feed Oreo if I’m gone?”

That’s it! It’s the last drop of the Kusanagi’s patience, and he lowers his head.

Suddenly, he roughly grabs Iori by his shirt and brings him closer. “Is that the only thing that concerns you?!”

A second later, he hung his head down while something stuck inside his throat.

Meanwhile, Yagami only narrows his gaze as he observes the trembling and stiff brunette.

“... You’re truly an idiot.” Kyo comments.

After he bites into his lower lip, he continues while holding back from sobbing. “You may have died and I wouldn’t even know that. What am I supposed to do then? Shrug my shoulders and say I had no clue that you died? Hey, you think no one would notice or care? But you’re so fucking wrong! How… how many times I’ve told that you’re not alone? It’s… it’s okay if you’re too stubborn and prideful to rely on anyone and I’m not forcing you to do so. … I never did or will do that.”

In the end, Kyo lowers his hands and buries his face in his partner’s chest. “But at least, … Please let me help you. That’s all I ask for.”

However, he widens his eyes when he feels how Iori’s palm rests on his head.

As Yagami closes his eyes, he sighs. After he opens his eyes, he gently ruffles his hair. “Who’s calling whom a fool? As if that will happen anytime soon. After all, who else will take care of Oreo and one stupid, nosy trouble-maker who worries too much? Listen. If I die, I’ll take you together with me into my grave. So, even after my death, you will still belong to me, Kyo.”

After hearing this confession, Kyo carefully wraps his arms around his partner and nuzzles his cheek against his chest while murmuring something gibberish.

In the meantime, Iori briefly bares his fangs as he explains. “Tsk. I’ve only dealt with one arrogant coward who dared to attack me. At least he didn’t show any interest in you and it’s all that matters. But I took longer than expected because out of nowhere he got the support and these two brats teamed up against me while that fool lied in his blood and laughed. That’s it.”

After a brief pause, he adds. “So, now when you know this, you can do whatever you want.”

Of course, such an answer is enough for Kyo, and he whispers. “Thank you.”

“Whatever. But keep in mind, you won’t drag me anywhere.” The redhead replies.

In the end, the brunette only silently nods.

No matter how much Kyo wants to stay like this, even if for a bit longer, he understands he cannot allow himself to rest. After all, he has become a temporary caretaker of two.

But for now, his first duty as a nurse is to examine his patient and wash him down. Or so the Kusanagi decides.

Some time has passed. After Kyo finally finishes treating Iori’s injuries and put him in warmer pajama, he manages to change the bedsheets without tearing them or tripping over for the first time.

Of course, it doesn’t help that Iori observes him as if he is his entertainment.

On the other hand, seeing Yagami cracking a smile or reminding him how to handle such a simple task despite his body being covered in bruises relieved the Kusanagi.

But for now, he can finally take a break. Or so Kyo ponders as he changes into a gray tank top and shorts and snuggles under the blanket like a feline.

As he watches over Iori, he softens his gaze.

“What is it?” The redhead asks.

“It can’t be helped that I have to check on my patient,” Kyo explains.

After Yagami turns to the side, he throws his arm over his partner and brings him closer.

For sure, such a gesture surprises the brunette. Yet, he doesn’t show any desire to lose to Iori and embraces his new role by adding in a slightly indignant voice. “Oi, what do you think you’re allowing yourself, mister? Don’t forget - you are my patient and I’m your nurse. So, you have to do what I say.”

“Then where’s your uniform, nurse?” Iori backfires while keeping a smug look on his face.

Suddenly, the heat rushes to the Kusanagi’s cheeks, and he averts his gaze for a few moments. More so, it’s difficult for him to keep a serious face when Yagami’s hand rubs and squeezes his buttocks.

Certainly, his partner’s adorable reaction amuses Iori, and he teases him a bit. “I wonder what kind of outfit you have in mind. It seems that I need to discipline my nurse for having naughty thoughts about his patient~ And, you know, medical scrubs are a thing too.”

Instead of saying anything, Kyo opens his big amber eyes and pinches his partner’s nose. “Right now, you are under a strict bed mode. And that also means - no sex for you until you get well, got it?”

“You’re such a young nurse, but already as strict as an old one…” The redhead comments as soon as Kyo lowers his hand.

“I wonder thanks to whom…” Kyo replies while keeping a poker face.

In the end, without Kusanagi realizing it, he becomes temporally distracted by his own play.

On the other hand, if Iori can joke around like this, then his injuries are not as life-threatening as Kyo expected.

Despite the Yagami’s attempt to calm down the tensed Kusanagi, the brunette shouldn’t take this situation so lightly and not forget about it as it never happened.

More importantly, his suspicious intuition is correct about who could have beaten Iori.

That’s why he must seek the same man, who is so desperately obsessed with Yagami, and settle it down. Or so Kyo is determined.

A week has passed.

As soon as the detailed examination results showed up, they were delivered to the commander. Thus, after the meeting, the commander decided that Kusanagi’s clones did not pose any threat to the Resistance Force.

However, while the female replica was safe to leave the Medical Unit, the male one had to remain under the supervision of the medical staff until he was ready to be trained as a soldier.

Starting today, the female Kyo’s look-alike has officially become a member of the Resistance Force and received the title of Private Kyoko.

Meanwhile, for Iori, it is a long-awaited day as well. After all, he can finally progress his plans further.

But for now, he finishes preparing for tonight’s departure.

“Hopefully, that idiot won’t forget about the meeting nor do anything reckless.” Or so the redhead murmurs when he picks up his light saber.

As he stares at it, he softens his gaze. “You better be not dead. So, wait for me for me, Kyo ... Just a bit longer, and I’m coming for you.”

Lastly, he attaches his trustworthy weapon to his belt.

Some time passes. It is already a late night. After a while, the redhead reaches the port. However, when he looks around, he notices that there is no sign of one certain brunette yet.

But for now, he leans his back against the nearest wall. After he picks a pack of cigarettes from his uniform jacket, he lightens one.

Another few minutes pass. Soon enough, one certain brunette shows up. “There you are. So, what did you want to show me so badly, Yagami?”

As Iori steps on the burnt cigarette, he states. “We’re leaving.”

Kyoko only widens her eyes and raises her eyebrow. “Where?”

“We’re going to visit your father and your original,” Yagami explains while keeping his hands in his pants pockets and approaching the nearest spaceship.

While she follows her partner, she objects. “What you mean by that? But what about Nii-sama? Dad might be upset if I won’t bring him.”

“That’s his problem.” Iori backfires.

‘If anything, he should be afraid for his life and god forbids it if he was one of these bastards who hurt Kyo.’ Or so the redhead thinks while clenching his palm into a fist and momentarily baring his fangs.

After exhaling and lowering his shoulders, he adds. “Your brother is still too weak to go with us. So, you can tell this to your father. Besides, if he is such a kind person as you claim, he should understand you. Don’t you think so?”

At first, the brunette steps back while giving a questioning look. Yet, she follows Iori and nods.

That’s right, during her stay in the Resistance Force, Yagami used to visit her in the Medical Unit every day. Despite these being short ones, it strangely brighten up her day.

Thus, eventually, she started to trust the redhead and noticed that he didn’t mind that much when she tried to tease him.

After getting into the spaceship, Iori allows Kyoko to sit in the pilot seat while she turns her head and stares at him.

As the redhead sits down next to her, he asks. “Why are you staring at me like this? You should know better where is your father than me. Unless he didn’t tell you how to return home and wanted to get rid of you.”

“You’re wrong! Dad would never do this. Just you wait ‘til you meet him.” The brunette indignantly replies.

Iori only rolls his eyes and points at the display panel with his palm. “Go on and prove to me I’m wrong.”

While Kyoko enters the needed coordinates, she complains. “But thanks to you, I won’t be able to contact him. So, how he’ll know that I’m coming to see him?”

When they finally depart from the Resistance Force, Kyoko sits back and frowns. “Besides, based on what I’ve seen so far, I’m surprised that you rely on a piece of clothing that has zero protection instead of having body armor. You also use such primitive weapons. And I’m not talking about the outdated technology in your base… It’s still amazing how you survived that long.”

Instead of saying anything, Yagami removes the sound transmission device from behind his ear and passes it to the female replica. “Here. Even if it’s an old model and not whatever you used, at least the Empire or anyone else won’t be able to listen to you.”

While Kyoko studies the small device, the redhead’s question makes her turn back. “What’s wrong? Now you can call your oh-so-precious father. Or you don’t know how to use it?”

“Of course, I know! …I think.” The brunette immediately responds.

“Let me give you a hint. You need to scroll the switches until you set to your wanted frequency. Then, if you want to hear anything, put it behind your ear,” Iori explains while he relaxes in the chair and crosses his arms.

Meanwhile, Kyoko carefully follows the instructions and remarks. “It’s a pretty primitive-looking thing. However, I saw something like this lying around in Dad’s room. In any case, hopefully, he is not busy...”

Lastly, Iori closes his eyes and exhales. For now, he waits until they arrive at their destination place, where Kyo is imprisoned.

At the moment, he isn’t much concerned that whoever created this clone would pick up their signal to lure them into a trap.

That’s right, someone bred these replicas for the Empire, and the one sitting next to him might have been not an exception.

More so, she is as naïve as a child creature who would betray him without any sense of guilt or a second thought and wouldn’t understand what she has done.

On the other hand, it’s not important right now. After all, Yagami’s determination to see his long-time partner is stronger than anything.

Even if they are greeted by the armed forces, Iori will unleash his blade and fight anyone until either he or the enemy remains on the field.

He’ll even challenge the Death itself or the entire world if that’s the only way to get to Kyo. Or so the redhead ponders while observing the vast of the never-ending universe through the front window.

A couple of hours have passed. Thus, the Resistance soldiers finally arrived at their destination place.

The only light source that touched this land was from the spaceship, which revealed a grim and neglected scenery by mankind for years.

Judging from the empty, spacious area surrounded by the dark mist, it was used as a parking area.

But for now, when they step on this strange land, Iori turns on the flashlight and passes it to his partner. “What are you waiting? Show me the way. Or did you think you would trick me into going to the middle of nowhere?”

“Why would I? Dad taught to me to never lie or hide anything from him. Besides, how else I would prove him that Nii-sama is alright? That’s why you need to stay close to me because dad warn me that if you get lost here, no one will help you.” The brunette replies while keeping an eye on Yagami.

As they go deeper into the never-ending darkness, Kyoko explains. “It shouldn’t be far from here. So, we should reach the backdoor of the lab facility where dad works for the evil people. However, I wonder if he is doing fine or if he knows that we’re here…”

Of course, the redhead could tell her why her oh-so-adored father didn’t bother to pick up the signal. However, it would be as pointless as asking the wind not to blow.

More importantly, it may be wiser not to agitate or to stress this replica and play along with her, no matter how ridiculous her world is painted by whoever made her.

For now, Iori closes his eyes and sighs. “I’m sure that he is doing something important.”

In the end, the brunette’s face lightens up, and she nods. “That’s right!”

A second later, she proudly adds. “Perhaps right now he is waiting for me. So, you better be prepared to show him no less than respect when you see him.”

Lastly, Iori only rolls his eyes. “Whatever.”

After a while, their path becomes brighter. As the female clone of Kyo promised, she kept her word. Thus, soon, they reached the poorly lightened iron gate.

Meanwhile, Kyo only crosses her arms and holds her chin while staring at the pin code panel close to the door.

“What’s wrong? Have you forgotten the password?” Iori asks.

For sure, the redhead’s question makes her turn her head. Yet, she lowers her gaze. “Dad never told me.”

Yagami only indifferently addresses his partner. “And what are you suggesting to do next? Wait until anyone will unlock for us?”

“That’s right.” The brunette briefly answers.

For now, Iori steps forward and pushes Kyoko to the side. “Move.”

A second later, he picks up and lightens his saber blade. After he turns his head, he adds. “Or do you wish to be sliced into pieces?”

“What are you?-” The brunette speaks up before her voice is cut off when Yagami unleashes a powerful strike.

A slash after a slash, and Iori kicks out the cut door.

As soon as the sirens howl and the white corridors flash in crimson, he grabs the stunned brunette’s arm and announces. “We’re going in. Stay close to me or else you’ll meet your father faster than you think. ”

In the end, Yagami storms in through the gateway to hell.

Meanwhile, in one of the researchers’ rooms. One silver-haired professor is about to doze out before finishing working on the papers.

Suddenly, his guard is caught by the loud sirens and the robotic voice warning. “EMERGENCY ALERT! EMERGENCY ALERT! A GROUP OF TERRORISTS ARE ROAMING FREE IN ISOLATION UNIT!”

After Professor Kurama pushes the chair away and stands up, he fixes his glasses and delightfully smiles like a fox. “My... it was a matter of time before the inevitable happens.”

Just before taking his leave, he adds. “Looks like Miss Fortune favoring us, Kusanagi-kun.”

Despite the midst of the panic and chaos, he walks with noble elegance until someone rushes into him.

“The hell you’re doing? Don’t just stand here!” The senior scientist yells at him.

While the silver-haired male keeps his hands in the medical coat’s pockets, he pulls the pistol and pulls the trigger.

With a bang, the middle-aged scientist’s life thread is cut, and his dead body hits the ground.

For now, Kurama squats and searches that man’s pockets. “Please, you do not need to worry about me.”

When he picks up a key card and puts it into his pocket, he stands up and addresses the corpse. “On the other hand, I would be very grateful for this.”

In the end, the professor heads towards the facility where one test subject is kept before he is sent off to the Imperial Army.

And thus, the great race with time begins in which only one side can succeed.