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Title: When the Bloody Moon Rises (chapter 12)
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Pairing: Shiki x Akira
Characters: Akira, Keisuke, Emma, Gwen, Shiki, Nano
Status: Completed (12 Chapters)
Rating: +18 (Smut, suggestive themes, violence)
Summary:

One day, an excellent reputation, vampire hunter Akira is falsely accused of murdering an innocent person. Fortunately, the church offers him to prove his innocence by defeating the evil vampire lord Il Re.
And thus, the silver-haired hunter sets on the new journey. Will he be able to do it?
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After a couple more rounds, the fearsome vampire lord catches a break.

Who knew that his prized possession had so much hidden stamina to keep him long under his foot? Even Shiki could tell that Akira was doing his best to hold back from going full force.

Of course, it hurts the red-eyed vampire’s pride that his partner doesn’t take him seriously. On the other hand, even if it’s hard to admit, he’s secretly happy to learn that someone as reserved as Akira can be possessive and prone to jealousy.

However, his train of thought is interrupted when his lover throws his arm over his shoulder, pressing his body against his back. The vampire rolls his eyes and murmurs. “What is it? Are you still not satisfied?”

The silver-haired man only nuzzles his neck and closes his eyes. “Can we stay like this for a while?”

When he opens his sleepy blue eyes, he lowers his gaze and adds in a sensible, shy tone. “Besides, you’ve been snuggling like this with no issues in your panther form. So, it shouldn’t make any difference to you now, I think.”

Such a humble request pleasantly surprises Shiki… but he starts to get up nonetheless. “Don’t be a fool. I just don’t want to lie in this mess like an animal.”

Unfortunately for him, his attempt is utterly crushed when a pair of arms wrap around him and his needy partner pulls him close.

“Please.” is all Akira says, nuzzling Shiki again and refusing to let go.

After a brief pause, he adds in a slightly concerned tone, “How else will I know that you’re here and not throwing your life away again? Stay for just a second. That’s all I ask…”

When the dark-haired male turns his head, Akira’s blue eyes seem to be begging him. For sure, the ruthless vampire feels brought to his knees just by that gaze and unable to disobey it.

‘When did you become so clingy?’ The vampire wonders. But for now, Shiki silently groans and replies like a prideful feline. “Hmph. As if I have anything better to do… But only this time. So, don’t get used to it, understood?”

Relieved, the silver-haired male says nothing, and instead he presses a soft kiss to Shiki’s neck before resting his head on his shoulder.

In the end, Shiki returns to his thoughts while being trapped in his lover’s embrace. ‘I swear… Be grateful that I’m in this state, thanks to you. Otherwise, you might be singing a different song.’

After several minutes, Shiki tries to escape from the tight hug and, fortunately for him, succeeds. After escaping, he puts on and fixes his black bathrobe, walking on wobbling legs towards the door.

However, his partner’s voice makes him turn his head. “Wait.”

Akira’s laying on his stomach now, looking slightly concerned, “Will you be alright on your own? Just give me a moment and I’ll help you to walk.”

As the vampire leans against the door and feels the remains of their fight for dominance running down his thigh, he closes his eyes and fires back like a proud cat. “There is no need. Doing something useless like that would be a waste of breath.”

For sure, the blue-eyed male’s stubborn behavior makes him facepalm. After Akira brushes his hair from his face, he sighs. “But you may trip and hurt yourself.”

The dark-haired man’s poker face breaks when his prized possession stands up and picks up a white shirt lying on the carpet, not caring whether it belongs to him or not.

At that moment, the fearsome vampire, Lord Il Re, is like a cornered feline that doesn’t want to be petted. Akira can practically see his lowered panther ears and long tail curled around him, the tip twitching.

But for now, Shiki responds in a mildly irritated tone while his unbothered partner, wearing only a buttoned shirt, approaches him. “You worry too much, idiot. Just wait for your turn. Understood?”

After the silver-haired male takes his hand and throws his arm over his shoulder, he stares at him with demanding blue eyes and whispers. “Please.”

A moment later, the red-eyed vampire turns his head away and admits his defeat. “Do as you wish…”

Akira lowers his shoulders and nods before wrapping his other arm around his partner’s waist and leaving the bedroom together.


Meanwhile, a demon maid with green hair cleans the corridor, dragging behind her a vacuum cleaner whose body is an enormous skull with a hose made of spinal bones.

But she immediately turns it off as soon as she notices Shiki leaning on his lover.

For sure, that view alone bewilders the long-time servant of this castle. After all, it’s her first time in her life-span seeing a ruthless vampire that has never shown any weakness, now so vulnerable and fragile like a rag doll.

Nevertheless, it doesn’t leave the green-haired demon indifferent towards her master. Thus, when she turns off the vacuum cleaner, she addresses this couple with big, concerned eyes while resting her clenched palm on her chest. “Master, are you alright? Are you sick?”

When Shiki turns his head, his exhaustion and annoyance is evident as he narrows his eyes, glaring at the maid for a moment before turning away.

“Did Akira-sama do something to you?” The green-haired demon presses.

At that moment, the red-eyed vampire feels pierced by another sharp knife and lowers his head.

The demon tilts her head to the side and gives a questioning look at him. “Did you hurt him, Akira-sama?”

Akira senses the rising dark, murderous aura surrounding his partner. However, he remains calm and makes a request of the servant: “Can you send someone to tidy the bedroom and prepare the bath for us?”

“Y-yes! Of course!” The green-hair demon bows before running on her way.

After the couple is finally alone, the silver-haired male checks on his partner. Despite Shiki quietly growling, and his eyelid twitching, Akira closes his eyes and sighs. “Let’s go. Besides, weren’t you the one who wanted to go to the bath so badly?”

Thus, he prompts the dark-haired male before continuing the walk down the long corridor.


Some time has passed. Somewhere in the study room, deep in the dark Lord’s Il Re’s library, Akira comfortably rests in the armchair and reads another book from Shiki’s personal library while waiting for his return, unaware of the presence of the Evil One who tormented his lover for years.

Suddenly, the chill air and strangely familiar energy makes the silver-haired male freeze. As he lowers his book, he looks around, but there is no one aside from him, and that brief aura is nothing like Shiki’s.

After he closes his eyes and lowers his shoulders, Akira sighs. “Just be careful, you stupid vampire. I won’t forgive you if you die on me.”


Meanwhile, at the castle’s entrance, a loud banging on the wooden gate echoes through the room, awakening Il Re’s pet snake locked beneath.

The giant, black-scaled reptile lifts its head and opens its mouth, ferociously hissing at the intruders disturbing the peace.

“Silence!” his master says, immediately calming the snake.

The enormous snake lowers its body and flicks its split tongue while patiently waiting for its owner’s command.

Shiki lowers his sheathed blade and closes his crimson eyes, an arrogant smile crossing his lips. “… Not now. Why don’t I greet the guests first?”

When he lifts his head and opens his eyes, he orders the demon servants without looking back. “Take Akira to the underground caverns and make sure he doesn’t leave until I say so. Unlock Slyther’s room as well.”

The group of maids nods, some rushing to the library and a couple of them to the chained door that seals his pet.

‘Hmph. It’s been a while since I had so many human beings coming to my castle.’ The vampire ponders as he approaches the entrance gate with noble elegance.

However, when he opens the door, the smug look on his face fades away upon seeing a familiar couple: a red haired nun and a priest. Not only that, it seems they arrived not alone but brought an enormous group of men wearing white sacred hooded cloaks as well.

As the wind ruffles Emma’s sleeve like a waving flag, she politely greets the vampire lord. “Good evening. Ah, and what an honor we have earned to be greeted by Count Il Re himself.”

Wasting no time, the red-eyed vampire looks for a specific item in his pocket and upon finding it, tosses it at the redhead servant of God.

Fortunately, Emma’s reaction is quick, and she catches the cross at her and keeps it close to her chest while listening to the vampire’s indifferent speech. “If you came to pick up the boy you sent to take me down, leave. He was a waste of my time.”

Just as Shiki is about to shut the gate, a foot steps in, and the dark-haired priest holds onto the door without removing his eyes from the nocturnal creature.

Gwen narrows his eyes grip firm on the door.

“Father, you can let it go.”

Emma’s voice makes him turn his head. A moment later, she addresses the fearsome Count Il Re: “Not so fast, vampire. There’s something that you can do for us. So why don’t we talk?”

As she smirks like a viper, she adds, “Or would you prefer to be finished here and now, along with your servants, while we inspect this den of unholy creatures?”

Not even a second passes before the men in robes raise the holy relics, aiming at Shiki.

The noble creature of the night indifferently stares and respires. Hmph. They think they can threaten me with cheap toys? What a bunch of pathetic worms.

“Either way is fine by us. So what do you say, Count Il Re?” Emma continues.

However, the noble creature of the night keeps his stoic stance while leaning against the door. “Leave. I have no interest in fighting weaklings.”

“Neither we sending the Inquisitors to take care of one pesky, arrogant vampire. But there is someone else in this castle that must be retrieved dead or alive at any cost.” The stubborn, red-haired nun fires back with confidence.

Suddenly, the ice-cold and powerful presence of one certain dark entity, sends the bad shivers and makes Shiki widen his eyes. While he grips his arm, he wonders. ‘Shit… and of all times for him to show up. However, I won’t let him steal what belongs to me.’

He grips his katana and with his thumb pushes the sheath down, revealing the naked blade. He doesn’t remove his crimson eyes from the army of his enemies.

But Emma doesn’t give in to her opponent’s intimidation, “You aren’t leaving us much choice. If the only way to get to him is through you, so be it.”

Shiki takes another step and leaves through the door, he turns his head and gives a firm command to his loyal pet. “Slyther, come. Tonight, you can feast as much as you want on these vermin!”

And with these words, the large black snake bursts from its room and outside.

But before he or his snake can advance, knives from above cut through the air and stab one of the cloaked men. Shiki glances at one of the windows.

“Master, please let us take care of them!” The reserved blue-haired maid with the blue eye patch shouts from a window, another set of knives glinting between her fingers.

More so, there are several other demon maids on the roof with their folded wings, long sharp nails, and lashing tails that are ready to shred anyone who threatens their precious master’s life. On top of that, an army of armored knights surrounds the holy men.

As soon as the battle breaks out, Shiki rushes into the castle, sensing the Evil One getting close to the Inner Quarters. ‘He won’t run away this time!’


Meanwhile, in the study room, the sound of a door slamming in the distance makes the silver-haired male lift his head.

“Young Master, there is no time to waste! You must follow me!” the green-haired demon swiftly flies across the library without hiding her genuine concern.

Placing the book on the table, Akira stands and tilts his head to the side. “What happened?”

The concerned demon maid only folds her wings and presses her intertwined fingers against her chest with her lowered long pointy ears and big pleading eyes. “There is no time to explain. We have to hurry before it’s too late, Young Master!”

“Where is Shiki? Did something happen to him?” The silver-haired male asks.

The green-haired demon lowers her darkened face and immediately takes his hand. “Please listen to me. Master is fighting hard to protect you and everyone in the castle and told me to take you somewhere safe. I’ll drag you by force if needed.”

“Take me to him.” Akira orders shortly.

After a brief pause, he adds in a confident tone, “Your master may take more than he can handle and I cannot allow him to die. Or are you okay with whoever overthrows him and becomes your new master?”

“Akira-sama...” The demon maid only stares in disbelief. When she releases his hand, she softens her gaze. “As we speak, Master should be getting closer to the garden in the inner quarters.”

Akira closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “Thank you.”

Wasting no time, he heads towards the exit of the library.

Meanwhile, the green-haired demon maid bows and bids farewell. “Please be careful, Young Master.”

‘... Because Master needs you more than ever.’ she thinks to herself while watching the blue-eyed male slowly disappear from her sight.


After several minutes, Akira reaches his destination. However, he is shocked upon noticing the distorted scenery of once flourishing flora, plant monsters, and the ruined wings of the golden goddess statue on the top of the center fountain. It was as if a powerful beast had been looking for something. Even the crimson full moon in the sky only observes and illuminates this scene for the final act.

A few moments later, after shaking his head and fixing his hair, he steps deeper into the ruined garden. Step by step, until he gets close to the enormous fountain, and sees an unknown male figure.

He was sure he had never seen this man before in his life, but Akira had a strange feeling that they had met before, if not in this world, then in another one and another time.

The blonde man might be another vampire hunter, but that doesn’t scare Akira. He instinctively approaches the mysterious stranger, as if is drawn to him by invisible strings.

However, the cracked tiny stone under Akira’s foot and the man immediately turning back alert him and make him step back.

Meanwhile, the stranger with pale skin silently stares at him with his glowing purple eyes and a calm, robotic look.

“Who are you?” The blue-eyed male asks carefully.

The man doesn’t say a word, and it’s impossible to read his face.

Undeterred, Akira continues his interrogation, “Answer me. Is this your work?”

The light-haired man only turns his head and lowers his gaze.

After slowly blinking, he returns his gaze to Akira, moving closer to him.

Just as he lifts his extended arm towards the blue-eyed male, the click of a blade makes them both look back.

The bloody, red moonlight illuminates the dark vampire lord and his trustworthy katana blade pointed at his enemy.

When Shiki bares his fangs and wrinkles his nose, he growls like a feral beast while his red eyes glow with the hellish fury. “You won’t escape this time, you bastard!”

Akira could swear he had never seen such pure rage in his partner. His cold, murderous energy alone could kill an ordinary person on sight.

Meanwhile, the purple-eyed male keeps his stoic look and lowers his arm.

When he presses it close to his chest pocket, he narrows his indifferent gaze and comments in a monotonic voice. “You are still alive?”

After closing his eyes, he turns his head towards the silver-haired male and comments. “You… You are also tainted by the same black color as him.”

For sure, his long-time arch-nemesis ignorance continues boiling Shiki’s primal hatred for the nocturnal creature that once stripped his pride. Even the scar on his chest aches by his sight alone.

When he prepares to launch himself at the light-haired male with the heavy slash, something small and sharp rapidly flies past him.

As the crimson liquid runs down the noble vampire’s cheek, he hisses through his bitten teeth and freezes into the same spot.

Suddenly, Akira’s arms drop, and he calls his partner’s name. “Shiki!”

Before he steps in, the same sharp item bounces off the wall and flies near him. But it doesn’t freeze him in the same spot as the stern male voice announcing. “Halt!”

Apparently, that voice belongs to the preserved dark-haired priest.

As he catches the ricochet gem in his gloved palm, the red-haired nun steps forward and holds the bullwhip close to her chest. “You can no longer run away from us. Give up now.”

Seeing two familiar faces from the past shocks the silver-haired male. All he can do is silently say. “You two…”

“Hand over to us Premier Nicole and Null Nicole and we’ll make sure the Ordinary will take care of them. Your death will be also instant, if you cooperate with us, vampire.” Gwen addresses the noble ruler of the night and ready to unleash his weapon at any moment.

“Hmph. There is no need of him, Father.” The redhead curves a smile like a viper.

As she points the whip at Akira, she narrows her gaze and explains. “Haven’t you sensed yet? He is no longer human. Besides, he already served his purpose of luring Nicole. That’s why I can finally put them down before the church gets them.”

Meanwhile, Shiki lowers his sword and studies this couple that he temporally forgets about his arch-nemesis, who is apathetic to what is happening.

Gwen’s poker face finally cracks, and he addresses his mission partner. “Emma!… That’s not what we agreed! Are you disobeying the given orders? Are you aware of what happens to you if they discover you betray them?”

As something painful stuck in his throat, he continues. “I knew something was off about you before this mission started… I should have reported about you to the Ordinary before it was too late.”

Suddenly, his words are interrupted by the crack of a whip, and he yells in pain. “Gaah!…”

After Emma unleashes another heavy strike, she kicks him until his body hits the ground.

When the redhead nun bites her lip, she closes her eyes and confesses. “As if I ever cared about it! These church fools can do whatever they want, but I won’t let anyone stand in my way. Not until I put these two out of their misery caused by these heartless religious freaks!”

“That’s too bad that you betrayed me as well. Good bye...” Emma says with a bitter smile, tightening her whip around Gwen’s neck until he finally gasps his last breath.

Loosening her trusted weapon and lowering it, she faced the purple-eyed male, approaching him with an unusually concerned tone. “I’m only doing this to shield you from those awful men who twisted you into a monster.”

Upon remembering their last encounter, she feels a phantom pain and grasps the hollow sleeve of her tunic. “That’s why, for your own sake, I have to end this here, Nano.”

Just when she gets close to the light-haired blond and lowers her shoulders…

Suddenly, she widens her eyes and groans as this man’s hand pierces her chest like a sharp blade.

After Nano withdraws his smeared with bright red blood elbow, he indifferently stares at the redhead nun falling on her knees like a rag doll with cut strings.

Emma looks at him with her pitiful big eyes while her trembling lips whisper a few mute words before collapsing and sinking into the world of never-ending darkness.

After an intense pause, Shiki breaks the deadly silence and fixes his hair. “Now, it’s your turn.”

With these words, he charges at his opponent, who only cracks a mocking smile.

However, the dark-haired male becomes alerted by slashing a thin air and his arch-nemesis standing behind him.

Fortunately for him, he dodges the fatal claw strike.

Calmly, Nano observes the dark-haired swordsman, who nervously gulps and points his trusty weapon at him.

“You have fangs and claws, but you still cannot use them. Creatures like you don’t survive long in nature. You are still -” The blonde comments.

His words are immediately cut off by Shiki’s aimed stabbing strike.

However, his attack is evaded.

A moment later, the purple-eyed male sends a powerful punch into his guts, making him gasp and twist his face in agony.

Meanwhile, Akira watches as the blonde grabs Shiki by the throat and lifts him as if he was a small animal captured by an apex predator.

Even so, his body starts moving on its own, and he sneaks to pick up his partner’s dropped weapon.

The red-eyed vampire narrows his gaze and hisses as the grip around his neck tightens, accompanied by a faint cracking noise.

Even if he understands his demise is near, he refuses to let this sadistic creature enjoy his suffering or struggle in vain.

Without removing his eyes from the vampire, Nano extends his sharp nails and aims at his target’s belly.

Lastly, he announces in the same monotonic, lifeless voice. “Do not fear. I’ll set you free from this pointless existence. You won’t even notice it, vampire.”

The very little that he knows, the real threat to him is closer than he thinks.

Without Nano suspecting him, the silver-haired male with flaring blue eyes right behind him with his shining blade reflecting the crimson moonlight.

One sudden move and Shiki’s katana penetrates his chest, making him drop the original owner of it.

Even so, Nano lowers his gaze and indifferently stares at how his brown coat soaks with a dark liquid and the tip of the bloody blade.

“Ah...” the light blond sighs as if it is a small inconvenience to him.

After Akira pulls out the katana, he tilts his head and declares with a strong determination. “I have no idea who you are or what you need from me. However, I will not care if you are a demon, human, or the god himself. Dare to touch this man, and I’ll send you to the netherworld.”

Nano slowly turns towards the silver-haired male and takes a step closer to him while his purple eyes start glowing in various spectrum colors.

In the meantime, Shiki picks up his other sword and addresses his long-time enemy. “It’s not over yet. So, face me, you coward!”

However, the purple-eyed male ignores him yet again and focuses on Akira.

Surely, it annoys the dark-haired swordsman, and he lowers his darkened face.

As the murderous aura grows stronger with each second that makes Akira step back, Shiki addresses his partner while containing his primal rage. “Stay back and do not interface. It’s between him and me.”

When he lowers his katana, he rushes at his opponent and unleashes the heavy upward slash.

At that moment, Akira observes this as if time had frozen around them and Nano facing Shiki and accepting his fate.

Hell, he can swear that he could hear Nano whispering while putting on a victorious smile. “I won...”

Slash! The blond man’s head flies into the sky and as the bloody fountain splashes from his neck, his body harshly hits the ground.

A second later, Shiki falls to his knees and, as he deeply breathes, he lowers his head. “It’s over...”

The red-eyed swordsman covers his face with his palm and his chuckle growls into laughter. “It’s finally over!”

As he holds the corpse of the fallen enemy, he lifts him by his upper arms and brings him close to him.

Even Akira feels the bad shivers down his spine when the madness glows in these red glowing eyes with madness.

However, when Shiki opens his mouth and reveals his sharp fangs, he is about to sink them into the cut neck...

Suddenly, the silver-haired male acts upon the instincts.

After clenching his palms into fists, he approaches his partner and bends down.

As the harsh, loud slap echoes across this area, he pushes the dead body away from the reckless vampire and roughly grabs Shiki’s shoulders.

While the red-eyed vampire is dumbfounded and feels his pulsating, aching cheek, he keeps his bewildered look and respires.

When Akira lowers his head and bites his lower lip for a couple of moments, he lashes out at his partner. “Look at yourself! You already won. You finally set your score. That man is already dead and you are still not satisfied? Just why?... WHY ARE YOU STILL OBSESSED OVER HIM AND WANT TO KEEP HIM LIVE INSIDE YOU?!”

After shakily exhaling, he confesses. “I hate it. You should have killed me while you could, you fool... However, now, I won’t let get dragged together to whatever hell that man went... Even if that will take an eternity, I’ll make you forget that man and look only at me, no matter what it takes.”

These words spark the excitement in the noble creature’s of the night eyes and he curves a satisfied smile.

“How are you... Nevermind. Do what you wish...” He closes his eyes and replies.

When he rests his palms on his partner’s shoulders, he opens his eyes and adds. “Let’s go. The battle is over, but there is a lot of work left, thanks to these pesky invaders.”

After both stand up, Akira follows Shiki to wherever he might lead him.

Yet the dark-haired male is briefly surprised by his partner holding into his hand and gently tightening his grasp.

In the end, he turns his head and listens to Akira’s full-hearty confession. “I’m not letting you go. Not this time, not ever in the future.”

Not only these words but also these blue faithful eyes make even a ruthless vampire blush and turn his head before his partner used it as his chance to either tease him or point out the obvious.

Nevertheless, deep inside, he wouldn’t mind it. After all, Akira keeps proving that he is more than worthy of standing by his side for the rest of eternity.

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Title: Voices from the Endless Night
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Pairing: Shiki x Akira
Summary:
[This story is set after the Cat and Mouse ending aka Shiki's ED2 (the PSP/PS2 version)]
As Shiki wanders the in the cold, Toshima's streets after an unsuccessful hunt for Nano, the line of dead bodies piques his feline curiosity. He understands that might be a trap. Nevertheless, he takes the risk with the hope that at the end of the chain of corpses, something far more interesting waiting for him...

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Another day, another target has been taken down. Besides, it’s nothing more than a dull part of one red-eyed swordsman that helps him to kill some time and finish another day. Thus, day by day - the same process all over again - rinse and repeat.

Only the desire to encounter and defeat That Man, who has shown him true madness, has driven Shiki to live and become strong. Or at least it was his only motivation and fuel for years until one silver-haired Igura player sparked something in him.

Of course, he could have simply killed that arrogant young man who brought the combat knife into the deadly streets of Toshima, in the same spot as another small fry or Rein user. However, these blue eyes... These ice-blue eyes alone told that he had nothing to lose, yet wouldn’t give up that easily. More importantly, his mind was sharp, and his eyes were clean, unlike these disgusting drug addicts. Perhaps letting him go off the hook that time wasn’t a mistake.

When they met again under the heavy rain when Akira was at his worst, the dark-haired male could have ended his misery and finished his little friend, who tried mocking him. Nevertheless, he put his katana away and let that disgusting Rein addict disappear in the rain.

However, just as he was stretching his hand and about to make the silver-haired male into his new pet, the harsh slapping made Shiki widen his crimson eyes and freeze in the same spot. Apparently, Akira dared not only to reject his offered hand but also stared at him with indignant blue eyes and silently growled at him.

The red-eyed swordsman could have unleashed his trustworthy blade and punished him. On the other hand, such an unexpected gesture thrilled him and made him more interested in this fighter. Yet again, he let him live but, this time, looking forward to their other encounter.

A few days have passed. Shiki wondered why he held back from finishing some amateur young man like Akira. Even how the blue-eyed male had survived that long without a single scratch in this dangerous place with no rules was a mystery to the ruthless Grim Reaper of Toshima.

‘That guy was a walking enigma…’ Shiki was telling himself after being unable to figure out why he could not let his katana stain with Akira’s blood. It was as if he sensed a hidden potential in that young man that must be triggered in the hard way.

Although, he knew - he’d return to him on his own as a dog to his owner’s side, even if he still didn’t realize that. It was only a matter of time. The red-eyed swordsman reminded himself while sitting on his Il Re throne, impatiently waiting.

Fortunately, that day, luck was on his side, and Akira returned to him but to face him as an aloof challenger. Even then, fate had played tricks on Shiki, and along with the war breaking out, he learned that the silver-haired male was connected to That Man to nullify his blood effect. Therefore, he had a reason to kill someone so closely related to that creature that humiliated him years ago.

When he was that close to staining his blade with Akira’s blood, he announced it was not worth his time and would chase after That Man. However, the very little that he knew that his question of whether he’ll get to That Man or Akira may get him, would fuel the silver-haired male’s desire to become strong and be his new life goal.

The days have passed and turned into weeks, which became months. However, Miss Fortune had brought them together again as the deadliest rivals, who clashed their swords as equals without holding back.

Despite that, a sword battle after a sword battle would always end the same way of fighting for their dominance in bed. At this point, it was impossible to decide whether the thrill of Death tapping their shoulder when they fought was the reason that kept bringing them back or instinctively yearning for each other’s body warmth and intimacy.

Eventually, that didn’t matter anymore to them. After their last encounter, Akira has proven that he might be worthy of staying by Shiki’s side and becoming his partner-in-crime or even someone more.


Back to the presence. Today Shiki’s search for Nano’s whereabouts had led to nowhere as That Man has disappeared into the dark night. Naturally, he gets frustrated and facepalms while grinding his teeth.

But for now, as he remembers about his partner, he sighs and fixes his hair.

‘Perhaps he still peacefully resting in the hotel room. Besides, even by the time I return, he would be still sleeping like a log.’ Shiki assumes as he imagines Akira curling under the blanket and slumbering like a dog after getting tired by waiting for his owner.

Unfortunately, his further thoughts are interrupted by the screech of the feral crackhead, who charges at Shiki with the heavy baseball bat strike.

Despite that, the red-eyed swordsman isn’t confused and closes his eyes. After gripping the handle of his trustworthy weapon, he moves his thumb to the sheath and reveals the shiny, naked blade.

One sudden movement, and as the crimson liquid spills like a fountain, that man screams out before harshly hitting the ground.

After wiping his katana with the tissue, Shiki tosses the stained tissue on the fresh corpse before continuing his way to his rented place.

An hour has passed. As the dark-haired male wanders in the empty streets, illuminated by the platinum moonlight, something catches his eye. Apparently, if it was only a single dead body, he may ignore it, as it’s nothing significant.

More importantly, there is another corpse just a few steps away from this one that is followed by a line of dead men. Of course, it would be much wiser to dismiss them and mind his own business. After all, who knows where it can lead if not making one join this grotesque chain?

On the other hand, what if it might be some sick joke of That Man? Or something that may entertain him? The dark-haired male decides and curves a satisfied smile.

After a while of following the line of slain men, Shiki reaches an old, abandoned shopping district, where one silver-haired male grasps his victim’s neck with his hand while the other holds his katana and points at its target.

At that moment, nothing seems to exist in this world for the blue-eyed assassin – only him and his prey, who barely show any signs of struggle. Even the mild breeze is afraid to disturb the eery silence.

Suddenly, Shiki’s footsteps alert Akira and make him turn his head toward the source of this noise. But for now, he stares at his partner with his wide blue eyes that reflect the moonlight like sapphires and whispers. “Shiki…”

The red-eyed swordsman approaches him gracefully, akin to a confident feline exploring unfamiliar grounds while concealing his arrogant expression. “Hmph. Just leave you alone for a moment and you cause trouble.”

It makes the silver-haired male only close his eyes and turn his head away. “It’s your fault.”

A second later, he stabs the wounded man and slits his guts. As his intestines loosely drop, Akira releases the target like a dirty rag. After cleaning his blade and letting it rest in the sheath, he closes his eyes and addresses him while hiding his irritation. “You went after Nano, didn’t you?”

When Shiki gets close to him, he wraps his arm around his waist and studies his partner’s face. After receiving no verbal response, Akira takes his silence, and these narrowed, bloody red eyes as his answer.

‘Of course, you did, you fool…’ The silver-haired male thinks while he places his gloved palms on Shiki’s chest and grasps his t-shirt.

Yet the dark-haired male doesn’t miss his chance to tease his prized possession. “What is it with you? Did you really get bored without me?”

When Akira lowers his gaze, he briefly explains. “I heard these men were planning to kill you. So, I had no choice but to take down one after one before they got you. That’s it.”

Such a response makes Shiki delightfully smile. After silently respiring, he gently holds Akira’s chin and tilts his head. Even if the preserved silver-haired swordsman keeps his poker face, his upset and worried blue eyes reveal his true colors.

When the dark-haired male narrows his gaze, he comments while keeping his serious face. “You’re terrible at lying or hiding anything. So, there must be something more to you, lining these bodies like that.”

After he cracks a mocking smile, he adds. “As if you wanted me to follow you.”

That’s it! It is the last drop of Akira’s patience. Finally, he holds onto Shiki’s long leather coat and pushes him against the nearest wall.

When he corners his partner, he backfires without holding back his frustration. “You still don’t get it… Go and figure out by yourself!”

Meanwhile, Shiki doesn’t remove his eyes from his partner and momentarily allows him to do as he pleases. Even when the silver-haired male grabs his t-shirt and brings him closely, he is unbothered.

After shakily exhaling and nervously swallowing the saliva, Akira places his palms on Shiki’s cheeks. “You may have a bullet stuck in your head without noticing and yet you are still overly obsessed over some man of your past. I hate it...”

Lastly, after a brief pause, he whispers. “I’ll make you look only at me, Shiki.”

Just when Shiki is about to escape from his partner, he immediately widens his eyes at how Akira grips his wrists and presses them against the concrete wall. Nevertheless, he keeps his smug feline-like look and closes his eyes. “Hmph. Aren’t you allowing yourself a bit too much?”

Instead of giving in to his provocation, the silver-haired male only parts his legs with his lifted knee while observing him. “Think as you wish...”

Even if his posture remains stoic, these blue, unsatisfied eyes alone warned that he won’t let this dark-haired male go. But for now, Akira closes his eyes and tiptoes enough before gently pressing his lips against his partner’s.

At first, such an innocent kiss doesn’t amaze the red-eyed swordsman, even if, a couple of seconds later, he can feel Akira’s tongue parting his lips. Even so, he invites the silver-haired male inside, knowing he’ll defeat him for the nth time.

As he expected during their battle for dominance, the blue-eyed swordsman already makes these adorable whims while catching for breath, and his cheeks dyed in the lovely tone of pink.

‘That’s was far too easy~’ Shiki ponders and chuckles like already claiming his victory by a mere deep kissing. Unfortunately for him, when he tries to shake off his hands, Akira grips him tighter.

‘Tsk. He is really stubborn… As if I let you get away with it. I’ll remember it.’ The dark-haired male wonders as his partner sits him down while continuing their passionate kiss.

After sitting on his knees and withdrawing his blushing face from his partner, Akira stares at him with ignited eyes and confesses while intertwining their fingers. “I’ll burn it into your memory and your body to whom you belong.”

From his partner’s shaky palms alone, Shiki can tell that he is only bold by using words. Besides, he could use it to his advantage and get his rematch by showing no mercy. On the other hand, giving Akira a false sense of being in charge might be far more interesting.

The red-eyed swordsman only turns his head away and lowers his gaze. “Just get down into the business before I changed my mind.”

These words thrill the silver-haired male. Nevertheless, he understands that he cannot lower his guard. After all, Shiki may have a trick or two under his sleeve and will strike when one least expects.

“You better not try anything funny…” Akira addresses him before lowering him onto his back. When he sits on top of him, he unbuckles and removes his belt. “Lift your hands.”

However, Shiki’s mocking look and unusual obedience make him slightly frown and briefly lower his head.

After fixing his hair, Akira adds. “Whatever you’re thinking, don’t. Not this time.”

Lastly, he leans closely and ties up the red-eyed swordsman’s pinned wrists. Meanwhile, Shiki only observes the silver-haired assassin fixing his back and removing his long leather gloves.

Even when his partner places and spreads his palm under his t-shirt, the dark-haired male doesn’t remove his eyes from him and makes an adorable sigh.

After exposing Shiki’s abs and chest, Akira momentarily silently admires his well-built body before lowering his curious eyes to his belt and his lower regions.

Despite realizing where this is going and how he may not escape from being held by the silver-haired male, Shiki refuses to resist. After turning his head away, he carefully closes his eyes. Besides, it was only a matter of time before Akira would want to top him.

To think of... It is the second time in the red-eyed swordsman’s life that he is being embraced while being surrounded by a sea of dead bodies. The only difference is that instead of the hellish battlefield and never-ending flame and gunshots, tonight is a serene night accompanied by the stars and the platinum full moon.

More so, instead of being trapped under the awakened sadistic beast’s claw and unable to end his own life because he was forced to endure that suffering and humiliation by the same man who was the embodiment of madness and destruction, he now voluntarily surrenders to the nullifier of his enemy.

No matter how difficult it was to swallow his pride to admit it, what if all this time he was slowly getting attached to this dearly prized possession and accepting him but not the other way around as he thought? What if, tonight, Akira is the one who is sparing him and detoxifying him? Who knows?…

In the end, all Shiki can do is make lewd noises and cries that don’t feel as if they belong to him, while his partner keeps calling his name in such a sensual way as trying to reach out to him and roughly penetrating him.


After a while, a couple of swordsmen sit closely while the moonlight shines on them. But for now, Akira leans close and rests his head on Shiki’s shoulder without disturbing this peaceful moment.

Even if earlier, the dark-haired male refused his help to get clean or get dressed like a proud feline and did it by himself, Akira was amazed that he didn’t point his blade at him or slap him.

Suddenly, he makes a small whimper as someone places his palm on his head. A second later, the blue-eyed swordsman blissfully narrows his gaze and allows his partner to stroke his hair. When he grasps the large silver cross on Shiki’s chest and doesn’t let go, he hopes from the bottom of his heart that this reckless man will stay by his side for a bit longer.

Meanwhile, the dark-haired male only closes his eyes and sighs at his partner’s needy side. In the end, Shiki pulls Akira into a tight hug and addresses him in a purring-like voice. “What am I going to do with you? Well, it cannot be helped…”

Instead of saying anything, the silver-haired male only silently nods and rubs his cheek against his shoulder.


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First of all, I want to thank one twitter artist @AndreaArtistic for making this Cat and Mouse ending ShikiAki fanart and allowing to use this commissioned work as a cover for this story!💖
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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.


Notes:

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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: I'll Come During the Silent Night
Fandom: King of Fighters
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Summary:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For sure, it makes Yagami turn his head away.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Title: When the Bloody Moon Rises (chapter 10)
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Pairing: Shiki x Akira
Characters: Akira, Keisuke, Emma, Gwen, Shiki, Nano
Status: Completed (12 Chapters)
Rating: +18 (Smut, suggestive themes, violence)
Summary:

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


A day has passed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

Nevertheless, Akira refuses to leave.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


A good amount of time has passed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Some time has passed.

After washing Akira in his personal bath and carefully drying him, Shiki dresses him in the white shinishozoku1 before lying him on the bed and covering him with the blanket.

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

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

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

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


A few days have passed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


A couple of hours have passed since this restless night.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Title: If One Wasn’t Enough Already… Chapter 10.
Fandom: King of Fighters
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami, Shingo Yabuki, Chizuru Kagura

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

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

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A few days have passed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re lying.” Kyo immediately backfires.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Title: When the Bloody Moon Rises (chapter 9)
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Pairing: Shiki x Akira
Characters: Akira, Keisuke, Emma, Gwen, Shiki, Nano
Status: Completed (12 Chapters)
Rating: +18 (Smut, suggestive themes, violence)
Summary:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lastly, Akira rolls his eyes and remains silent.


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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Some time has passed.

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

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

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

Several minutes have passed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Soon, Akira returns to his senses.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


It is the evening of another day.

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Surprisingly, he manages to land safely.

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

However, Shiki only bares his sharp fangs and growls.

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

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

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

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

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

However, Shiki goes for another limb as well.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Notes:

First of all,
I want to thank for one amazing twitter artist - Kuo for such a gorgeous vampire!Shiki and hunter!Akira fanart♥(✿ฺ´∀`✿ฺ)ノ
It just... too pretty and cute❤
And Thank You for letting to use it on this story❤
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Title: Dimming Little Flame (Chapter 3)
Fandom: King of Fighters
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Kyo-1, Kyo-2, Kusanagi, Iori Yagami
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Status: Completed (3 chapters)
Summary: Tonight, Kyo cannot calm down while impatiently waiting for his partner to return home.
Unfortunately, his worries come true when injured Iori finally returns and collapses on him…

AO3 Link


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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.

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Title: Dimming Little Flame (Chapter 2)
Fandom: King of Fighters
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Kyo-1, Kyo-2, Kusanagi, Iori Yagami
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Status: Completed (3 chapters)
Summary: Tonight, Kyo cannot calm down while impatiently waiting for his partner to return home.
Unfortunately, his worries come true when injured Iori finally returns and collapses on him…

AO3 Link


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A day has passed since the mysterious entity assaulted Yagami.

Even if Iori is in better shape than yesterday and almost acting the same as before the incident, Kyo keeps an eye on him whenever he can.

More so, the brunette cannot rest until he takes matters into his own hands and visits one abandoned storage where all his remaining clones live.

But for now, he waits until Iori falls asleep and hopes he won’t get caught trying to sneak out.


Some time has passed. It is the middle of the night.

All the clones are sleeping peacefully under the warm futon.

After all, their adored leader is watching them over tonight on his throne, which is at the end of the storage so that he can check on everyone without needing to leave his comfortable seat.

By far, nothing has disturbed such a serene night. Not even a tiny mouse dares to run.

But for now, one tanned brunette’s, covered in a snow-white bandage, hands are itching for the action. It’s too boring!

If it wasn’t for the snow and too cold outside, he would leave and seek anyone who may be a suitable time killer for him, even if it’s for a few minutes.

Unfortunately, only fools want to catch a cold or any other nasty disease in such weather.

However, a strong feeling in his guts insists that something interesting may happen soon. It has to. After all, it never betrayed him before.

But for now, Kusanagi relaxes with one leg thrown over his lap, rests his head on his palm, and yawns as wide as a large feline.

After he opens his glowing crimson eyes, he cracks a smile and speaks up in a sleepy tone. “Come out, come out, wherever you are. How long ya gonna keep me waiting?~”

Suddenly, he shakes his head and shrugs.

As he rubs his arms, he murmurs. “Maybe I need to grab more heaters or warm clothes for the boys. Yeah… Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day~”

In the end, he leans to the side and picks up a bottle of the finest brand of whiskey from the box beside his throne.


A half-hour passes by. Finally, the brunette has fallen asleep with his arms crossed and his head thrown back.

However, thanks to the loud banging on the metal door, his sleepiness is gone instantly.

As a few replicas of Kyo lazily lift their heads, Kusanagi addresses them in a chill voice. “It’s just a stray animal. Go back to sleep, okay?”

However, after a several seconds, a loud banging continues.

When Kusanagi lifts his eyes, he orders one of the clones. “Sakura, go check who is asking for the problems.”

“Fine…” the clone in purple replies in a half-sleepy voice and gets up, no matter how much he prefers staying under the warm embrace of the futon.

When he makes his way to the door, he asks. “Who is it?”

“It’s me - Kyo. I only came to talk with your leader. So, is he there? Or do you want me to leave a message for him?” The voice behind the door asks politely.

Suddenly, Sakura widens his eyes and turns his head. “Big Bro, it’s original! What should we do?”

Meanwhile, ‘Nagi cracks a smile and narrows his gaze. “What do you mean, what to do? Of course, we’re gonna greet him! So, how long you’ll stand like being kissed? Let it him in.”

The replica in purple only lowers his gaze and doesn’t object to Kusanagi. Lastly, he removes the lock and opens the door.

Most of the clones are in awe as if a living ghost is in front of them.

However, the tanned brunette only chuckles and observes with amusement the Kusanagi heir brushing off the snow from himself but keeping a serious look on his face.

While ‘Nagi cozily sits on his throne, he mockingly addresses his guest. “Why would you look at that? How’s the weather outside? It must be a lovely one, eh? Come on in, and we’ll get you warm, princess.”

A second later, he grinds his teeth and frowns. “Oi, ya gonna just stand there? Close the damn door and stop letting the draft in! ‘Cos then I gonna catch a cold and die, you fucking selfish moron!”

Meanwhile, Kyo only closes his eyes and enters, while one clone immediately closes the door and turns on the light switch.

As the entire storage lightens up by the orange light, Kusanagi asks. “Don’t just stand there? I ain’t gonna bite you. Unless you get on my nerves. Then I would chop you into pieces and feed you to the pigs.”

While Kyo keeps a serious look on his face and approaches ‘Nagi, he looks on sides time from time at his replicas, who don’t trust him and move aside.

But for now, ‘Nagi raises his eyebrow while resting his chin on his fist. “What’s wrong? You didn’t come all this way to stare at me like you ate some shit, did you?”

“You have gone too far this time. However, I’ll consider sparing you if you apologize to me for hurting Yagami and promise me you will stay away from him.” The Kusanagi heir explains calmly.

Meanwhile, the tanned brunette covers his mouth and snorts.

Suddenly, the replica in brown frowns and shields with one arm the precious leader. “Oi, you better watch your mouth! Remember to whom you’re talking.”

“That’s right! It was the Red Demon who assaulted Big Bro first. So, we had to protect him from that bastard and show him a lesson about what happens if he attacks the wrong person.” The clone in blue indignantly adds while repeating his brother’s moves.

Meanwhile, Kusanagi only keeps a smug face and interrupts them. “Hoki, Mero! Enough.”

When he gets the twins’ attention, his face changes to a serious one. “You two, and anyone else - do not interface. I’ll take care of him. You all just watch, got it?”

Lastly, these two clones only nod and step back while staying close to Kusanagi’s sides.

After a brief pause, the tanned brunette stands up and rests his hands on his waist. “Apologize to you? When did a not feathered little rooster like you grew so bold to speak like this to his superiors? You are nothing but an inferior breed. Either way…”

Meanwhile, Kyo only patiently listens and refuses to give in a cheap provocation.

After all, it’s better to refrain from unnecessary violence for now and let ‘Nagi speak. Or so the brunette decides.

When Kusanagi stands close to his new prey, he thrusts his chest forward to touch his one and looks down at him. “Listen up. What I do with him shouldn’t concern my boys or you. So, why do you care about him so much? Who are you? Is he your boyfriend or something? Aren’t you supposed to hate his clan and pray for his downfall like the rest of you should?”

As he gently slaps Kyo’s cheek, he grins like a Cheshire Cat while studying the brunette. “Hey, a woman should not stick into men’s business. So, why don’t you let us settle down like adults, baby face?”

After the Kusanagi heir closes his eyes, he brushes off ‘Nagi’s palm.

When Kyo opens his amber eyes, he replies in a strict tone while trying to remain as patient as possible. “I won’t repeat twice - leave Yagami out of this.”

Yet, the tanned brunette only comments. “Oh~ Look who is speaking.”

When he places his palm on his chest, he proudly explains. “Hey, ever since your oh-so-precious husband left a huge scar on me I can’t just leave him as nothing happened without taking any responsibility. You see, it’s something very personal between us and I can’t just let it slip through my fingers. Not until he is under my foot and I’ll crush his beating heart in front of his pathetic little face.”

But for now, Kyo lowers his head and clenches his hands into fists.

“Aww, what’s wrong?~ Did I make ya cry? Go on and cry like that one oversensitive fool!” Kusanagi teases him.

Suddenly, Kyo launches a powerful punch into the tanned brunette’s face.

As Kusanagi rubs the running blood from his nose by using his sleeve, Hoki growls. “You son of the bi-!”

However, before he charges at Kyo, ‘Nagi’s voice stops him. “Hoki, didn’t I tell you all earlier? Do not interface.”

“But he hurt you, Big Bro!” the replica in brown objects.

“Shush… What did I say?” Kusanagi turns his head and gives an icy glare.

After this, none of the clones dare move and only silently observe their adored oldest sibling.

Meanwhile, Kyo straightens his back and keeps a calm stance.

Suddenly, ‘Nagi grabs his opponent by his jacket and barks like a feral animal. “Hey, you think you can mock me?! I’ll make a piece of shit like you into our doormat, and you’ll beg to lick my shoes ‘til they shine!”

However, the Kusanagi only narrows his gaze and judgmentally stares at the beast, who grinds his teeth.

“DON’T MAKE FUN OF ME!” the dark brunette yells at the top of his lungs.

After Kyo tightly grips the arm that holds him and his neck, ‘Nagi feels the rising heat on these parts.

“Let me go. Otherwise, you won’t leave the hospital for a while.” The brunette warns.

However, Kusanagi only removes his hand and gives him a mocking look. “As if you’ll do this. You are just a weak creature without a will. A freak and mistake of god as your dear prototype.”

When Kyo releases the tanned brunette, he gives him a piercing look. “If you weren’t someone important and dear to these clones, I would have beaten a living shit out of you until you won’t be able to get up. But now, I can’t just leave them without someone looking after them.”

After a brief pause, the Kusanagi heir adds. “Listen, how about we’ll do it tomorrow at the same old building site where you brought me last time? If I win, you’ll leave Yagami alone.”

Surely, such an offer peeks ‘Nagi’s curiosity. Yet, he interrupts his speech and raises his eyebrow. “Why can’t we do it now? Or you’re afraid of taking more than you swallow? You know, it won’t change the inevitable~ So, ya better prepare to bring someone with you to gather your scattered ashes.”

Yet, the brunette doesn’t get confused and keeps his poker face. “Don’t forget - tomorrow, at the same time as today, got it?”

When ‘Nagi looks around and announces to all the clones. “You heard him, boys? Tomorrow, I gonna beat the original’s ass! So, you better start preparing a big feast.”

After such a speech, all the replicas of Kyo chant Kusanagi’s name and cheer for him.

Soon, Kusanagi raises his hand and silences all the clones immediately.

As the tanned brunette ignites his palm with the same flame that dances in his eyes, he addresses his opponent. “You better do not disappoint me.”

When Kyo repeats the same movement, he backfires. “Same goes for you. However, be careful or else you may get burned.”

In the end, as both lower their arms, the bright orange flames immediately perish. And thus, the Kusanagi heir understands that despite defeating this dark entity in the past, he shouldn’t take him lightly.

Nevertheless, Kyo worries more about whether Iori will catch him this time and tag along or persist that he faces ‘Nagi again on his own.


Some time has passed.

After the Kusanagi heir returns home, he undresses and sneaks into the bedroom without waking up his partner.

However, when he sits on the edge of the bed, he gets startled by Iori’s voice. “Where have you been wandering around all this time?”

As the brunette turns his head, he notices the irritated redhead lying on his side.

When Kyo softens his gaze, he explains. “Sorry if I wake you up. I just went to the bathroom.”

Meanwhile, Yagami sits and pats Kyo’s arms up to his cheeks.

Such a gesture surprises the brunette, but he doesn’t mind Iori inspecting him.

The redhead narrows his gaze, holding his partner’s cheeks. “You’re cold. I’ll ask you again - where have you been? … Don’t tell me you went after that cheap copy. Haven’t you learned anything from the previous times?”

“He only took an advantage of me because he back-stabbed me. This time, I came to his lair on my own and gave him a small warning. However, he refused to listen to me. So, I would need to come back tomorrow to explain to him in the only language he understands.” The brunette explains.

Meanwhile, Iori only sighs and stretches Kyo’s cheeks. “You are truly a stupid, reckless cat.”

When he slides down his hands on the Kusanagi’s arms, he adds. “If I knew that you were going after him, I would have stopped you.”

After a brief pause, he shakes his head and continues without removing his eyes from his partner. “Tomorrow, you will show me where he is.”

“Not under my watch. You are not allowed to throw your life at risk.” The brunette backfires.

Yagami only cracks a smile. “It’s that fool who begs for his death. So, I’ll be kind and grant his wish.”

At that moment, Kyo understands that he’ll convince the wind not to blow sooner than over-talk his stubborn partner.

Besides, even if Iori is bedridden, he would still crawl to face anyone who gives even a single wrong look to the Kusanagi, no matter how many times he is stopped.

In the end, he closes his eyes and sighs. “What am I going to do with you?”

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Title: Dimming Little Flame (Chapter 1)
Fandom: King of Fighters
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Kyo-1, Kyo-2, Kusanagi, Iori Yagami
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Status: Completed (3 chapters)
Summary: Tonight, Kyo cannot calm down while impatiently waiting for his partner to return home.
Unfortunately, his worries come true when injured Iori finally returns and collapses on him…

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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.


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Title: Fading Blossom in the Sand (Chapter 19)
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Shingo Yabuki, Iori Yagami, Chizuru Kagura, Dr.Makishima, Male Original Character, Female Original Character, Leona Heidern, Yukari Mitsumine, female!Kyo Clone
Rating: 18+ (Rape, non-con, tentacles, tentacle rape, dubcon, suggestive themes)
Status: Completed (20 chapters)
Summary: It’s 24XX, one of Resistance Force members, Kyo, was sent to investigate abandoned NESTS spaceship. The very little he would know that this place is not so lonely…
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After the Resistance soldiers reach the end of the end of the Isolation Unit, they get surrounded by the men in black body armor and stainless steel masks wielding massive laser guns and pointing at them.

When the brunette raises her hands, she addresses these troops. “You can lower your guns. I’m on your side.”

She points with her chin at Iori without removing her eyes from the armed soldiers. “All I’m here for is to bring this man to my dad.”

While the troops focus on their targets, Kyoko lowers her hands and adds. “He works here. Does the name Professor Iriyu Kurama says anything to you? So, you have no reason to treat us like this.”

For now, the redhead addresses his partner while he lowers his blade. “You’re wasting your breath… Cover my back.”

Lastly, without hesitation, Iori charges at the enemy.

As the countless bullets fly at Yagami, he reflects on each one by spinning his trustworthy weapon and sending it back to his opponents.

When he gets close enough, he stabs and slashes in half the nearest man.

Meanwhile, Kyoko picks up the handheld gun and blasts whoever aims at them.


Soon enough, the fierce battle is over. After wiping the blood from his face with his uniform sleeve, Iori approaches his battle partner.

However, when he reaches the metal door and is about to slash it, Kyoko’s voice stops him. “Wait! Dad’s office is here. So, we don’t need to go any further.”

“I don’t care about him. We’ll get your original first. Then, that fool.” The redhead backfires without looking back.

After Yagami unleashes a couple of stronger attacks to destroy the door, he briefly orders. “Follow me. Or do you want to wait here until more of these guys show up?”

At this point, the brunette has no choice but to follow the stubborn soldier. “It can’t be helped that I need to protect you until we find Dad.”

Unfortunately, another wave of the NESTS troops already greets them.

Meanwhile, Iori only cracks a smile and mockingly comments. “Oh~ Looks like you want to go to hell that badly. Fine. I’ll send you there.”


Some time has passed. After rushing through the endless corridors and defeating countless enemies, they reached the deeper level of NESTS.

Judging from the endless rows of half-empty rooms enclosed by thick glass doors, this place resembles a prison where unfortunate souls await their death sentences.

After wandering for a long time, Iori freezes in the same spot near one room and widens his eyes.

Apparently, one familiar-looking person catches his eye.

Even the sense of time and place disappears for Iori, and all he can do is stare in disbelief at this male as if he saw a living ghost.

Heck, thousands of emotions that the redhead could not understand, nor did he know he had rushed to him.

Apparently, the Kusanagi sits on the bed, leaning against the corner, staring into nothingness while his arms are restrained with chains.

However, the redhead doesn’t realize that anyone sitting behind the glass door cannot see what is going on outside.

Right now, he can only speak up in a quiet, shaky voice and press his palm on the glass door. “... Kyo.”

Lastly, the brunette faces the door.

When their eyes meet, Yagami’s heart skips a beat.

Despite starting with his empty and tired eyes, Kyo doesn’t react to the person behind the door. A few seconds later, he turns his head away and lowers it, sinking deeper into the darkness.

For sure, it makes Iori shakily clench his palms into fists and lower his head while grinding his teeth.

However, he isn’t heartbroken and frustrated because of traveling across the universe just to get ignored by Kyo.

No. Iori is not certain whether he should be mad at himself or whoever has broken Kyo to such a degree that he cannot recognize his long-time mission partner as turning him into nothing but a shell of his former self.

Suddenly, Iori hits the door as hard as he can and continues doing so while calling the Kusanagi’s name.

At the moment, even Kyoko steps back while observing this from a distance.

Meanwhile, the imprisoned brunette gets alerted and looks in the direction of the banging.

Even if he cannot see behind the white door, he immediately recognizes to whom belongs that familiar voice that struck like thunder from the clear sky.

Despite being confused about whether it is just a hallucination, Kyo carefully stands up while facing the door. “Ya… Yagami?”

A second later, the banging ceases, and the redhead addresses him. “Stay where you are! I’m coming for you!”

Thus, with the sound of scratching the surface, the saber blade penetrates the door and cuts it into pieces.

After Iori enters the cell, he calls the Kusanagi’s name. “Kyo!”

As the brunette barely comprehends the view in front of him, he asks in an unsure tone. “Yagami… What. What are you doing here?”

“It’s you! It’s really you,” Iori says while containing his emotions.

When he approaches Kyo, he instinctively wraps his arms around him, refusing to let him go.

For sure, such a gesture surprises the Kusanagi. After all, it’s the first time when his partner so openly shows any affection.

But for now, while Yagami’s trembling body is pressed against his, he can feel how his hug tightens.

In the end, Iori closes his eyes and whispers. “You’re… you’re alive. Thank the fucking goodness, I’ve finally found you.”

When Kyo notices another person standing behind the redhead curiously observing them, he gives a questioning look.

As Kyoko gets close to this couple, she speaks up in an unsure voice. “Nii-sama? Er, I mean… So, you’re the original?”

Finally, when Iori releases the Kusanagi from the hug, he holds his shoulders and explains in a calm tone. “We need to get out of here.”

However, he suspiciously narrows his gaze upon noticing a strange black collar around Kyo’s neck. “What a hell is this?”

Just before he touches it, a strict voice behind them interrupts them. “Stay away from him!”


Apparently, it’s a fluffy silver-haired scientist wearing glasses standing in the gap of the former door, pointing a gun at Yagami’s head and keeping his other hand in the pocket.

After Kurama gets everyone’s attention, he adds while keeping his poker face. “I warn you - one wrong move and I’ll blast a brute like you.”

Yet, Iori only growls at the impostor and shields Kyo with one arm.

Meanwhile, Kyoko’s face shines with excitement as she approaches the scientist. “Dad, you’re okay!”

However, as the tip of the gun moves towards her, Kurama replies. “Back off, you filthy copy.”

After she steps back, she lowers her head to the side. “Dad? Is everything alright?”

When the female replica places her hand on her chest, she adds. “Hey, Dad, look. The original is here. And that man over there - he helped me to save Nii-sama. So, he is in good hands now, and we’ll bring him to you when he feels better.”

The silver-haired male is unaffected by these words. After he points back the gun at the redhead, he orders. “Let him go and I may pretend that I never met you.”

“Fuck off! Kyo is mine!” Iori growls and points his trustworthy weapon at him.

But for now, Kurama only chuckles and fixes his glasses. “I see… It seems that peaceful negotiation with war criminals has failed. But I didn’t expect more from someone who only understands violence. Unfortunately for you, I won’t allow a bloody murderer like you to harm him any further.”

Meanwhile, Kyo is startled when the professor looks towards him with that warm, innocent smile and a comforting voice that sends cold shivers down his skin. “It’s alright, Kusanagi-kun. Let me finish these barbarians and I’ll take you to a safer place.”


Just before he pulls the trigger, Kyoko closes her eyes and tackles him, making him miss the shot.

While Kurama struggles under the brunette sitting on top of his back, he desperately tries to reach the dropped gun. “What? What do you think you’re doing? Get off me now!”

Unfortunately for him, Kyoko is strong enough to lock his arms.

But for now, she softens her gaze. “I’m sorry, dad. I can’t let you do this. That man may have killed countless of my brothers. However, he proved to me he cares a lot about original and he spared Nii-sama’s life. Dad, he even gave me a name before you did.”

“I knew from the very beginning that you are a defective failure who can’t follow simple orders. But I’m amazed how a weakling like you shares the same genes as Kusanagi-kun. If only the prototype would have developed faster than you, I would have saved my time and energy, and used him to trick that woman and NESTS instead of giving a life to such a worthless creature like you,” Kurama confesses.

After Kyoko releases his arms, she responds weakly while tears run down her face, trying to hold back sobs. “No. Dad, please tell me you’re lying…”

For sure, hearing these words alone boiled Iori’s blood with pure rage and hatred for this man.

At that moment, Kyo lowers his gaze upon such a revelation while the redhead refuses to listen to it any further and turns off his saber blade and attaches to his belt.

When Iori lowers his head, he addresses Kyo without looking back in as a chill voice as possible. “Stay still and do not interfere. It’s something personal between me and him.”

After he approaches the dumbfounded and shaky Kyoko and her oh-so-adored father, he pushes her away. When he squats, he roughly grabs Kurama by his shirt and makes him stand up.

In the end, Yagami narrows his gaze and looks down at the professor with pure disgust and hatred. “So, you’re the one who took Kyo away from me and made him suffer …You fucking bastard!”

Thus, Iori launches a punch into Kurama’s face.

Despite that, Kurama remains silent and gives a smug look while the blood runs from his nose and the corners of his lips.

As soon as Yagami tosses down the silver-haired male, he approaches Kyo. “We’re leaving.”

Meanwhile, the brunette objects while sitting on her knees and making big eyes. “But what about dad? We can’t just leave him like this, can we?”

“You’ve seen just now how much he cares about you. Besides, your brother is waiting for you.” Iori explains.

For now, the brunette lowers her gaze and follows the command. “Yes.”

When he gets close to Kusanagi, he takes his hand. “The same goes for you. Let’s go.”

However, just before Kyo opens his mouth to protest, Yagami interrupts him. “You can say whatever you want when we reach the base, you fool!”

Lastly, the redhead starts running and grabs Kyoko’s arm, making sure they will escape NESTS together.


Some time has passed.

After finally reaching their spaceship and entering it, Iori hears a short beeping noise from his sound transmission device and answers it. “What do you want?”

“This is the Headquarters. What are you up to this time, Yagami-san? And where in the world did you took Kyoko-san? Pl… please return to the Headquarters immediately!” The young female operator’s voice burst through speakers.

“Why do you have to be so annoying? Your precious princess is here with me if you care that much about her. Besides, we’re not coming back alone.” Iori explains in a slightly irritated tone.

“What are you talking about? Care to explain?” The operator asks.

Instead of wasting his time, the redhead replies before turning off the transmission device. “When we return, you all will see. Over.”

Meanwhile, Kyoko switches to the auto-pilot mode and turns her head to check on the other two Resistance soldiers in the back. “What was that, Yagami?”

“It seems that someone only now noticed that you’re missing and worries about you.” The redhead answers.

“I knew that I should have warned Kagura-san and Nii-sama before I left…” the brunette murmurs.


Several minutes have passed. While the auto-pilot mode is still on, Kyoko takes a longer nap before they reach the Headquarters.

In the meantime, Kyo stares through the window and sighs. “You should have left me. After all, not only I’ll cause trouble for you, but also I’ve killed him.”

Yet, Yagami leans closer and gives a questioning look.

Even if the words stuck in Kusanagi’s throat and he avoids facing Iori, he continues. “It was my fault that Shingo died twice. I’ve let him suffer in that abandoned spaceship, and now his dead body lies somewhere in NESTS labs. More importantly, NESTS and the Empire are probably tracking us and soon will discover our base.”

Suddenly, he widens his eyes when a couple of palms rest on his cheeks, making him face the redhead.

At that moment, the brunette silently stares at Iori, who narrows his gaze and studies him.

A second later, Yagami closes his eyes and exhales. After he lowers his hands, he replies. “Is this what concerns you? Then you definitely need to see something by yourself once we return.”

After a brief pause, he adds. “If you still blame yourself for what happened, show me your wrists.”

Of course, the brunette doesn’t question such a decision.

After Kyo raises his restrained hands, he looks away and impatiently waits for his partner’s next turn.

However, he gets alerted by the sound of a saber blade cutting and the sensation of his wrists being so light-weighted.

After Kyo checks his hands, he lifts his amber eyes, which question Yagami’s actions.

“I should have done this earlier.” Iori comments.

But for now, Kyo nervously swallows the saliva when their eyes meet.

Meanwhile, the redhead places his fingers under the brunette’s collar. “There should be a button somewhere around here to remove this thing, right?”

Thus, with the clicking noise, the black collar opens and releases the Kusanagi’s neck.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t fall on the ground and rests on the nape.

“The hell? Why is it still there?” Iori speaks up in an indignant tone while reaching out for it.

When he tries to pulls it, he withdraws his hand upon the Kusanagi’s sudden gasp.

A few moments later, the brunette only lowers his gaze and explains in a gloomy tone. “You won’t remove it that easily. It’s deep down inside me.”

‘These bastards… What they have done to him?’ Yagami thinks to himself while grinding his teeth.

A second later, he addresses Kyo in a serious voice. “This may sound like a stupid thing to say, but I need you to lie down on your stomach and on my lap.”

To his surprise, Kusanagi doesn’t protest and does what he says.

When Iori brings his hand in front of his partner’s mouth, he orders him. “You may want to bite into it. Here.”

For sure, such a gesture bewilders Kyo, making him hesitate.

“It may hurt you. That’s why I don’t want you to harm yourself.” The redhead persists.

After the brunette opens his mouth, he gently bites into Yagami’s hand.

When Iori grasps with his fingers around the exposed wire under the collar, he warns. “I’m going to pull it out now. Nod me if you’re ready.”

Lastly, Kusanagi lowers his gaze and nods.

Suddenly, Kyo widens his eyes and loudly gasps.

While his partner’s teeth sink into his flesh, Iori endures the pain and deeply breathes.

Fortunately, he pulls out the entire metal thread out of Kusanagi’s body.

However, when Kyo stops breathing and loosens his bite, Yagami slightly panics. “Kyo!”

After immediately removing one glove, Iori presses it against the brunette’s nape and checks his pulse on his sleep artery.

When he senses a weak pulse twitching against his fingers, he lowers his shoulders and exhales.

As Yagami brushes the hair from Kyo’s face, he whispers. “Thank goodness… He only passed out.”


A few minutes have passed. After Iori puts a medical plaster on disinfected Kyo’s nape, he lays him down on the entire back seat and rests the brunette’s head on his lap.

As he takes off his uniform jacket and covers himself, he gazes upon the peacefully sleeping Kusanagi, still in disbelief that Kyo is here with him.

More importantly, even staying like this for a while makes Iori happy secretly. After all, Kyo is safe by his side and does not need to suffer anymore.

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Title: Fading Blossom in the Sand (Chapter 18)
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Shingo Yabuki, Iori Yagami, Chizuru Kagura, Dr.Makishima, Male Original Character, Female Original Character, Leona Heidern, Yukari Mitsumine, female!Kyo Clone
Rating: 18+ (Rape, non-con, tentacles, tentacle rape, dubcon, suggestive themes)
Status: Completed (20 chapters)
Summary: It’s 24XX, one of Resistance Force members, Kyo, was sent to investigate abandoned NESTS spaceship. The very little he would know that this place is not so lonely…
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A week has passed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lastly, he attaches his trustworthy weapon to his belt.

 


 

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.

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Title: The Forgotten Memories
Fandom: King of Fighters
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Summary:

[A sequel to Be Careful what You Wish for…, but can be read as stand-alone story]
Tonight, Kyo teases Iori for the n-th time and Iori is not happy about it.
However, during their fight, Kyo accidentally reveals something that he desperately kept in secret from anyone for years.
How Iori will handle it?
Read and find out~

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It is a calm and chill late evening. Finally, after a long, heated fight for dominance, the Kusanagi heir rests in bed next to his partner and blissfully stares at him.

After he rests his palm on Iori’s chest, he presses himself close and nuzzles his head against his shoulder.

As the redhead places his hand on his partner’s, he closes his eyes and exhales. For now, he simply wants to stay like this for a bit longer before heading to the shower and later on, leaving the bedroom’s door slightly opened if their adorable kitten would want to come in.

Besides, at least for tonight, Kyo made these erotic faces just for him and was melting in the pleasure in his hands. Or so Iori hopes, while closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around his partner.

After all, it’s not the first time the brunette had sex with his other side.

Even though Kyo keeps assuring him that Yagami never actually hurt him, he doesn’t like the thought that he prefers this side of him.

More so, he is frustrated and annoyed at how his opponent is someone who he can’t face nor threaten to make him stay away and keep his hands off the Kusanagi.

That’s why marking his partner more often might drive away the impostor away. Or so Iori hopes as he closes his eyes and exhales.

However, his further thoughts are interrupted by Kyo’s half-sleepy voice. “You gonna squeeze me.”

As soon as Iori realizes he pulled Kyo into too tight a hug, he removes his hands and turns to the other side immediately.

“Hey, you’re okay, Yagami? Or did anything happen?” The brunette asks.

While Iori refuses to face his partner, he replies. “You worry too much. Just go to sleep.”

“Then tell me this again by facing me.” Kyo asked calmly.

In the end, the redhead rolls his eyes and sighs. After he lies on his back, he gives an irritated look while staring at the ceiling. “I’m fine. Are you happy now? If you don’t have anything to say, I’m off to shower.”

However, the brunette slightly frowns and rests his arms on his partner’s chest. “You’re lying. Something bothers you, and I won’t let you go anywhere until you say it.”

For sure, when Kyo stares at him with such demanding eyes, he understands it will be pointless to argue with him. Or so Iori thinks as he closes his eyes and exhales.

“About what sealing I should put on one idiot, who loves sticking his head inside beast’s mouth, and how to keep him away from the evil spirits.” The redhead explains.

The Kusanagi only raises his eyebrow. “Eh? What that’s supposed to mean? Or could it be - Iorin is jealous?~”

“Tsk. Don’t be so stupid. Like, hell, I would…” Iori replies while trying to keep his cool face. Unfortunately for him, the brunette now makes the smuggest face possible.

Soon, the Kusanagi speaks up in a teasing tone. “Aww, but you don’t have to.”

A second later, Kyo adds in a suggestive tone. “But to think of… Another you is really a beast in bed that I was genially worried that I’ll get pregnant by him and lose my mind. I swear he filled me up so much I could feel how my stomach was stretched. If you have only seen how much energy he had… Perhaps you should take notes from him.”

As his finger traces his partner’s chest, he addresses him in a nearly purring voice. “Hey, Yagami. Do you know how many rounds he fucked me mercilessly like an animal until he snapped out?~”

Meanwhile, Iori does his best not to lose his temper. Although, he continues listening to the brunette while grinding his teeth and his eyelid twitching.

Lastly, Kyo delightfully grins and shows his spread palm. “That much~”

That’s it! It’s the last drop of the redhead’s patience. After he sits up, he turns his head away and gives him a middle finger. “Just… Fuck off! If you like him that much, then why do you even need me? From now on, you can just wait until he’ll show up and you two can do whatever the fuck you want. As if I give a single damn, you damned sex-thirsted nymph!”

At the moment, Yagami only crosses his arms while containing his overwhelming disappointment and anger.

When Kyo notices how stiff and shaky his partner’s shoulders are, he realizes that perhaps, this time, he went too far.

After the brunette softens his gaze, he gently wraps his arms around Iori and rests his head on his shoulder. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“You’re only telling this now because you want to use me.” The redhead backfires without even bothering to brush the Kusanagi’s hands off.

“What makes you think that way, and why would I do it?” Kyo asks. After he places his palm on Iori’s cheek, he turns his head. “Hey, can I still say something before I’ll go to sleep on the couch? Please?”

After he gets his partner’s attention, he thanks Iori and confesses. “I thought it would be interesting to see how you react, and I hoped that you’d be hyped for the second round. That’s all.”

“So, that’s what it was…” Yagami murmurs as he rolls his eyes. After a brief pause, he warns. “Do not make it worse for yourself, Kyo. I suggest you shut your mouth. Otherwise, you’ll be doing all the house chores, aside from cooking, not just for a month, but a couple instead. It also includes not having sex for a month. And if catch you jerking off, you’ll have an extra week as a penalty.”

“I understand that you’re mad at me, but don’t you think it’s a bit too much?” The brunette objects. But for now, he pushes his luck.

After Kyo lowers his gaze, he continues. “At least let me clear something for you. Yeah, your other side is more aggressive and doesn’t hold back. However, he only follows his instincts, and his huge stamina burst doesn’t last long.”

As the brunette removes his hands from Iori, he moves closer and rests his head against his chest. “Meanwhile, I know you wouldn’t mind if I do this, and you will never do anything against my will or dispose of me as soon as I fulfill my purpose. And do you know what else I can do with you only?”

After the Kusanagi withdraws, he takes his partner’s palm and places it on his chest while looking at him with such loving amber eyes.

For sure, such a gaze makes even the angered redhead’s heart skip a beat and feel the heat rushing to his cheeks.

In the end, when Kyo places his other hand on Iori’s shoulder, he closes his eyes and pulls him into a long but soft, innocent kiss.

When the brunette withdraws his face, he opens his eyes and confesses. “There. That should be more than enough. Besides, even if it’s not you who took my first time, but you’re the first one who made me feel good. And you are you, no matter with a flame or not, having a curse or not.”

“Tsk. And you still manage to brag about your previous sex life…” Yagami comments while keeping a poker face.

As Kyo’s face darkens, he objects. “To be honest, I wish it was a case, but it’s not. And wouldn’t call being chained and molested by the machines just for someone’s entertainment… or they referred - in the name of science.”

“If this is one of your jokes, cut that out.” Iori briefly orders.

Unfortunately, after Kyo hangs his head and remains silent for a while, Yagami covers his mouth and widens his eyes. For now, he only shakes his head. “No… Just tell me you’re lying.”

“Who did that you to you? Who the fuck is that bastard I should kill?! Hey, answer me, Kyo!” Iori desperately demands while holding Kyo by his shoulders.

“I don’t think that there is anything you can do to those who are already probably dead or died under the lab’s ruins.” The brunette replies in a nearly emotionless voice.

“And you kept it in secret all these years? Am I the last one to learn this?” Iori asks in a serious tone while trying to keep his poker face.

“It’s not something that I could just talk about without getting shamed or mocked. I… I never told anyone, not to my friends or even my family, about what was happening behind NESTS’s lab doors.” Kyo explains.

After a brief pause, he cracks a bitter smile. “Hey, how do you think my mom or dad would have reacted if I had shown up out of the blue after disappearing for an entire year just to tell them ‘Mom, Dad, I’m sorry if I made you worry. However, I was busy getting raped by the machines while being watched by the bunch of scientists.’? I can bet you that not only they would be upset but also ashamed and disappointed at how low their son has fallen from the grace. Besides, the entire Kusanagi clan would have disowned me for being such an embarrassment and bringing nothing but dishonor.”

Within each word, the brunette feels how difficult to speak, as if something is stuck inside his throat.

Nevertheless, he continues his speech. “I… I couldn’t even tell about what NESTS did to me to you because I was afraid that you would not only turn your back against me but also be disgusted and treat me like a plagued corpse. I thought that after you went to bring me back from the depths of hell and helped me to recover, you would hate and blame me for being weak if you knew this. However, that one evening I was genially in shock when I learned how you felt about me. Despite that, deep inside I knew you would never abuse or hurt me for a sick entertainment. And it felt so right to entrust myself to you.”

Lastly, the Kusanagi adds while staring at him with such guilty eyes. “So, now you’re the first and the only person whom I told about this, and I would understand if you want to get rid of me and have nothing to do with me.”

“You fool…” Iori briefly responds. Suddenly, he pulls Kyo into a tight hug.

For sure, such a gesture bewilders the brunette. Yet, when Iori places his palm behind his head, Kyo closes his eyes and does his best to keep his voice down.

Meanwhile, the redhead refuses to let him go and whispers. “As if I’ll do this to you.”

In the end, Iori closes his eyes and declares. “No god or devil will dare to stand in my way, nor I’ll allow you to fall into anyone’s dirty claws again. Even if you are a reckless idiot and trouble-maker, you still belong to me, Kyo. Listen, you’re not going anywhere. Not tonight, not tomorrow or ever. More importantly, Oreo sees you as one of his dads and he cares about you.”

But for now, Kyo hugs back his partner and thanks in a barely hearable voice and none of them want to disturb such a peaceful and serene moment and stay like this for a bit longer.

Besides, it’s better to keep the talk about Kyo’s foul language and behavior for tomorrow. Or so Iori decides.

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Title: Fading Blossom in the Sand (Chapter 17)
Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi
Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Shingo Yabuki, Iori Yagami, Chizuru Kagura, Dr.Makishima, Male Original Character, Female Original Character, Leona Heidern, Yukari Mitsumine, female!Kyo Clone
Rating: 18+ (Rape, non-con, tentacles, tentacle rape, dubcon, suggestive themes)
Status: Completed (20 chapters)
Summary: It’s 24XX, one of Resistance Force members, Kyo, was sent to investigate abandoned NESTS spaceship. The very little he would know that this place is not so lonely…
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Meanwhile, in one room of the Isolation Unit. One certain Kusanagi is sitting in bed, and while he leans against the wall, he turns his head away from his cell door and stares at a blank wall.

It has been a couple of weeks since he was imprisoned by NESTS, and a few days since he learned about his mission partner’s tragic fate. However, he is slowly becoming accustomed to this place and doesn’t mind spending the rest of his life here.

At least, this is a suitable punishment for a criminal like him who failed the mission, and his mistake cost him Shingo’s life.

Therefore, perhaps he is kept alive to repent of his sins. Or so the brunette thinks as he closes his eyes and exhales as he sinks into a gloomier mood.

At this point, he is too exhausted to end his miserable life and has given up the hope of leaving this place. Even if he attempted to escape, he would have nowhere to stay. One worry is adopting a new identity, while another is the potential discovery of his involvement in the rebel movement.

Besides, Kyo does not wish anyone from the Resistance Force to see him deeply fall from his grace, especially Yagami. After all, his long-time partner will be disappointed if he discovers how easily he was defeated and marked by the enemy while submitting to these shameful acts.

“Whatever you are planning to do, please do not seek for me or come anywhere close. I don’t think that I could endure grieving another loss, Yagami. So, please forget me for your own sake. And do not try anything reckless, you fool…” The brunette silently prays while just imagining the redhead clenches his heart.

But for now, the sound of the automatic door opening startles him.

“How are you doing today, Kusanagi-kun?” The silver-haired scientist with glasses asks.

When he approaches Kyo, he notices that his test subject hasn’t touched his food or water ratio for two days. As he softens his gaze, he sits next to the Kusanagi.

After he wraps his arm around the brunette’s shoulder, who shows no reaction, he brings him closer. “I understand you are still not over your friend’s death. However, you cannot neglect yourself.”

“Not because you’ll grow weak and die, but I might get into deep trouble, and it would cost me my job, and we do not want that, do we?” Or so Professor Kurama keeps in his mind.

“Unfortunately, I’m afraid that this is the last day of your stay here. Starting today, you will be transferred to the research facility.” He adds in a chill tone.

When he presses Kyo against his chest, he ruffles his hair. “But you do not need to worry. You will be under doctor Makishima’s care. As long as you follow hers or the researchers’ instructions, you should be fine.”

At the moment, the professor’s words have no weight or meaning to him. It is just sweet nothing before he is sent to the deeper level of his own Avici.

After Kurama releases the brunette from the soft embrace, he kneels in front of him. As he holds his shoulder and stares into these dull amber eyes, he gives him a comforting smile. “The doctor is already waiting for us. So, shall we go?”

When he helps Kyo to stand up, he walks him through the door.

While on their way, the brunette hung his head.

Meanwhile, the blonde doctor fixes her glasses while keeping her hand in the coat’s pocket.

As this couple stands in front of her, she briefly cracks a smile. “It’s been a while, Kusanagi. How was your stay here?”

Yet, she receives no response from the silent brunette. “Either way, I assume that the professor Kurama informed you about your further plans.”

But for now, Makishima addresses the silver-haired male. “So, from now, we’ll take him over, professor.”

“You heard her, Kusanagi-kun? So, why don’t go with her?” Kurama speaks up.

After he turns his back to the blonde, he wraps his arm around Kyo. As he grins like a snake, he whispers into his ear. “Just wait for me, and will come to rescue you, Kusanagi-kun.”

For sure, it makes Kyo widen his eyes and freeze in the same spot as if being in the giant snake’s grasp, which flickers its split tongue. However, when he feels how gently the professor’s hand pushes him forward, he returns to this world.

In the end, as he walks with Makishima, he turns his head and notices that the silver-haired male closes his eyes and innocently smiles and waves while keeping his other arm behind his back.


A couple of days pass. The fluffy silver-haired male twice looks around his shoulder, making sure that no one follows him into his room.

Fortunately, none of the blonde doctor’s underlings are anywhere around.

After the brunette arrived in his new cell, he accidentally chirped too much for the doctor about the unauthorized test samples that Kurama took.

Even if the silver-haired male wasn’t aware of what Kyo had told, he was certain - Makishima wasn’t too happy about it.

Therefore, all the Kusanagi’s clones, which were not fully developed along the prototype and all documentation, were confiscated, and Kurama’s research ceased.

Even a few scientists who assisted him turned their backs on him and witnessed against him.

After Doctor Makishima reported the current situation to NESTS, instead of being shot, Professor Kurama’s every movement was monitored while working in the isolation unit.

However, his old friend still passed him a pair of communication devices, which signals cannot be tracked even by the NESTS or the Empire.

Who also knew that not murdering that defective, undocumented clone and keeping her locked in the closet during the investigation could be his key to retrieving Kyo and escaping from this place?

More importantly, showing decent behavior towards that replica brought a fine harvest. After all, that clone was blindly trustful and obedient, and she could do anything without questioning if Kurama just asked.

But for now, as the silver-haired male enters inside, the automatic door closes behind him.

After he reaches his bed and sits on it, he turns on the transmission device. Unfortunately, when he tries to dial one certain brunette, the blue holographic screen turns red, showing an error message.

At the moment, Kurama bites his nails and hisses. “Strange… She always picks it up. Don’t tell me she was killed. I knew I shouldn’t have expected much from a mere copy. How unfortunate...”

As he lowers his head and grids his teeth, he grasps the transmission device and tosses it on the ground.

When he lowers his head, he cracks a smile. “Well, even if my last hope has died, I will still find a way to how to get you out of there. So, wait for me for a bit longer, Kusanagi-kun.”


Back to the Resistance Force Headquarters. As soon as one couple of soldiers returns, Shingo hands over the slumbering male clone of the Kusanagi to the group of medics and leaves him under their care.

Meanwhile, the restrained brunette shrugs and steps back after seeing so many people in white coats in one place.

What if they are working together with the same person who imprisoned her dad and going to bring her back to the same white room and run tests on her? More so, this time nobody will ruffle her hair afterwards and praise her for enduring another experiment.

“Where are you taking Nii-sama and what are you going to do with him?” The female replica indignantly asks one of the medical staff while staying close to Iori and refusing to leave his side.

“We’re taking him to the medical unit, ma’am. However, we would also ask you to go with us.” One medic briefly explains.

“I’m not going anywhere.” The brunette backfires. After a brief pause, she continues, pointing in the redhead’s direction. “Unless he is coming together. How else I can be sure that you won’t trick me?”

For sure, such an attitude slowly gets on Iori’s nerves, and he rolls his eyes.

Yet, he tries to remain calm and addresses the remaining personnel. “Why are you still here? Don’t you have a job to do? I’ll take that woman to the medical unit even if I need to drag her, if that concerns you.”

And thus, after the medic nods, he rushes towards his team.

Lastly, he grabs this replica by her arm and prompts her to go.

Meanwhile, the brunette frowns and objects. “Oi, what do you think you’re doing?”

However, Iori only murmurs. “Why do you have to be so annoying?”

The female replica only raises her eyebrow. “Eh? Did you say anything? If you have anything to say, say it clearly, and not mumble like an old grumpy man.”

“Of all clones, why does this one have to have such an attitude?” Yagami wonders while hoping that the sooner he brings this Kusanagi’s look-alike, the sooner he can have peace of mind.

More so, no matter how he doesn’t want to admit it, he has to get along with this replica, because she might guide him where Kyo is.


Some time passes. On the way to the Medical Unit, the brunette realizes she is the center of everyone’s attention.

At first, she does her best to keep her pride and confidence despite being a prisoner in unknown territory.

Unfortunately, it becomes a difficult task when she can feel the male soldiers fixating their eyes on her with such morbid curiosity. For now, she gives a questioning look at Yagami. “Hey, why are they staring at me like that? Do I look that weird?”

Meanwhile, Iori only grids his teeth and gives a deadly glare to anyone who looks in their direction.

At the moment, he can swear that even one wrong gesture or word will be enough to send anyone flying across the hallway.

He's not interested in a fake version of Kyo or the attention of these men they are giving her, but he's just tired and frustrated. Or so Iori convinces himself.

But for now, he exhales. “Just don’t pay too much attention to it.”

“If you say so. However, they are not dad’s co-workers. So, why they are so fixated on me and can’t mind their own business? It’s not that they need to test or confirm something for the research.” The brunette honestly replies.

Instead of making unnecessary comments, Iori holds back.

After reaching their destination place the automated door opens, and both enter inside.

As Yagami makes his way through rushing medical personnel, he notices the staff gathered around one healing capsule.

“Hey, Kagura. I brought that pesky clone.” The redhead addresses the certain doctor.

When the ebony-haired woman turns back, she replies. “Welcome back.”

As she takes a better look at the tied-up Kyo’s look-alike standing next to him, she briefly gets confused. Despite that, she comments. “You do almost resemble Kusanagi as if you were his sibling…”

Yet, the brunette demands the answers. “I dunno who is Kusanagi, but all I know is that Nii-sama is here. So, where is he, and what have you done to him?”

“You can rest assured. Your brother is fine, and he just needs plenty of rest.” Chizuru reassures her and lets her get closer to the capsule, where the prototype peacefully slumbers.

“Nii-sama…” the female clone whispers in a nearly pitiful voice.

A second later, the dark-haired woman adds in a serious tone. “But for now, I would ask you to cooperate with us. At first, I would need to need to examine you properly.”

Lastly, she addresses Iori. “You can leave now… And thank you for what have you done.”

“Whatever… Just be careful and don’t be tricked by her. She might look weak and innocent, but she is as strong as Kyo.” The redhead replies as he turns back and raises his palm. Finally, he walks away while keeping his hands in his pants pockets.

Meanwhile, the female replica tries to over-talk Kagura. “Do I really I have to do this?”

“I’m afraid that this is the only way how can I can check if you are injured. However, later on, you can change into clean pajama.” The dark-haired doctor patiently replies.

“That is the very first thing that dad gave me. So, there is no way I’ll let you discard it!” The brunette objects while pointing out at her body suit.

“But what if I promise you I will keep it for you? And I’m sure that your father would be relieved knowing that you are alright or not sick.” Chizuru continues negotiating with the brunette.

At first, the female replica doubts her intentions, yet she lowers her guard temporally. “Alright. I trust you for now, I guess. Besides, you wear the same coat as my dad. So, you can’t be a bad person, right?”

In the end, Chizuru closes her eyes and ruffles the clone’s hair as a small sign of gratitude.


Several hours pass. It is the middle of the night, and everyone is already asleep in the bunkers.

Unfortunately, one redhead’s peaceful rest is disturbed by the sensation of someone sleeping next to him.

Suddenly, he widens his eyes and turns to check whether he is still dreaming.

Not only does he realize he is not alone, but he also has a weird feeling about who might be that fearless fool who asks for their death wish.

No matter how much he is tempted to kick out the sleeping brunette, he understands it will awaken everyone, and he’ll get into trouble.

For now, Iori nuzzles the female clone while whispering. “Hey, enough sleeping. Wake up.”

Yet, the brunette only frowns and replies in a sleepy voice. “What is your problem? If you can’t sleep, at least let the others, you know.”

That woman wants to test his patience limits, doesn’t she? Iori thinks to himself while facepalming.

Instead, he shortly instructs. “Get up. We’re leaving.”

“Where? I’m fine staying here.” The Kusanagi’s look-alike objects. When she climbs on top of Iori, she rests her arms on his chest and smiles like a feline. “And I could use you as a pillow.”

It might be pointless arguing with this pesky troublemaker any further. Therefore, he has to figure out how to make this creature leave without causing problems.

“How did you get there? And what do you want from me?” The redhead asks.

The brunette lowers her gaze. “I didn’t want to sleep alone, and dad didn’t mind it either when I was still in the lab because he told that it would be warmer. So, I don’t get why are you complaining?”

After a brief pause, she confesses. “Even if I had no idea that you were staying here, I just simply followed my intuition.’’

When she places a palm on her chest, she continues. “As if, deep inside me, there was a part of me telling me I should trust you and seek you despite you being such an idiot. Heck, just listening to that strong feeling, I also guessed the password of this room. So, now I wonder what kind of relationship you had with Nii-sama…”

After listening to these words, Yagami explains. “I have nothing to do with that cheap copy.”

Surely, it confuses this clone. “But dad shown me a photo of Nii-sama, and asked me to bring him. He even entrusted this task to me because he told me I was the only one who could do it.”

“Then your father tricked you. You two are nothing more dull replicas of Kyo.” Iori briefly replies.

The brunette only gets bewildered by this man’s words and speaks up. “You’re… you’re lying. Dad is a very kind person and why else he would have told me that everyone else who looked like Nii-sama were fakes and I shouldn’t feel bad for them? Or that a bad people, who are stole his hard work, made them?”

“If your father truly cared about you, why hasn't he reached out? You are just a tool for him or for whoever these bastards to kidnapped Kyo and made you. For fuck's sake, even after you reunited with your brother, you should have noticed any differences between that photo or him in person.” The redhead backfires.

The female clone hangs her head and remains silent for a while.

After receiving no answers, Iori asks while keeping his poker face. “What’s wrong? Does the truth hurt you?”

She only shakes her head in disbelief. “I… I don’t understand. Why dad wanted me to bring Nii-sama to him, if he isn’t Original? It makes no sense.”

“This is what I want to know as well, and you will help me find Kyo and rescue him.” The redhead replies in a calm tone.

Meanwhile, this replica remarks. “You seem to adore and care about my original a lot. Now, I kinda get it why that one part of me cannot help but feel attracted towards you. Maybe you are not that bad person if he feels that way.”

As the brunette genially smiles, she adds. “After all, dad mentioned to me once that I share not only Original’s skills but also his emotions and at some point his memories.”

Yet, when she notices the dumbfounded redhead, she raises her eyebrow. “Hey, what’s wrong you with you? Did I say anything wrong? Or didn’t you know this?”

After Iori turns his head and closes his eyes, he tries to remain calm. “And you are poking your nose into the others’ business like him.”

When he gets up, he addresses this replica. “Either way, let’s get you back to your room.”

Despite not comprehending Yagami's reaction earlier, the brunette still does what he asks.

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Title: A Fleeting Respite (chapter 3)
Fandom: Togainu no Chi
Pairing: Shiki x Akira
Status: Completed (3 Chapters)
Summary:

[This story is set after the Cat and Mouse ending aka Shiki’s ED2 (the PSP/PS2 version)]
Akira knew that something was off about Shiki during their usual sword-fight, and he didn’t like it all. However, as soon as he found out the reason behind it…
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Around an hour passes. Finally, the silver-haired swordsman returns and hangs the dark leather coat. When he looks in his partner’s direction, he closes his eyes and sighs.

Judging by the lingering scent of shampoo and damp hair, Shiki has recently taken a shower.

“As if he knew what is coming…” Akira thinks as he approaches the other swordsman.

But for now, the silver-haired male raises an eyebrow and comments on Shiki’s amused face. “What is it with you? Do you see anything entertaining?”

After grasping the silver cross around his partner’s neck, the blue-eyed male thrusts his chest. “If I were you, I wouldn’t be laughing. Because, tonight, you will be the one under the leash.”

Instead of saying anything, Shiki wraps his arm around Akira’s waist and observes how his partner briefly turns his head and lowers his gaze.

“You cannot go without your dirty tricks, can you?” The blue-eyed swordsman whispers before fixating eyes on his partner.

While he holds onto the cross, he brushes his other palm against Shiki’s chest.

To his surprise, the dark-haired male doesn't reject his hand; rather, he narrows his crimson eyes and exhales silently.

However, it doesn’t matter what Shiki is up to by acting this way. For now, all he knows is that no matter how hard it’s admitting, he was longing for this man and his touch for too long.

Although, he isn’t sure about his partner.

After all, if that was the case, he would be under this man’s control even by having a fatal wound. Or so Akira ponders as he stares at Shiki and asks to confirm that the latter is not the case.

Suddenly, Shiki pushes him onto the bed, making him lie down, and sits next to him.

“So, that’s his answer, huh? Yet, I can’t let him win this time.” Akira thinks as he extends his arms and wraps around his partner.

When Shiki leans closely to him and climbs on top of him, the silver-haired swordsman rolls them, making sure that it won’t open the wound.

As Akira sits on top of him, he fixates his blue eyes on Shiki, who delightfully stares at him, before making the next move.

He doesn’t know why Shiki is so passive this time. Even if he is looking down on him, he’ll show his place. Akira convinces himself while he pins and holds the dark-haired male’s wrists with one hand.

Meanwhile, Shiki remains entertained while allowing his precious prized possession to do as he pleases... At least let him think that way.

After Akira unbuckles and removes his partner’s belt, he uses it to restrain him. Lastly, he leans close to him.

“Let’s see how would you like to taste your own medicine.” The blue-eyed swordsman whispers into his ear.

Observing Akira's poker face, Shiki chuckles silently, finding it anything but intimidating.

After the silver-haired male withdraws his face, he corners his partner with one hand and another one resting on his belly.

For now, he gives a questioning look before moving to the next step.

When Akira swallows the saliva and shakily exhales, his hand slides under Shiki’s t-shirt. After all, it’s the first time he can touch this fearsome man like this, and he doubts it will be a second chance.

More so, Shiki’s skin is much smoother than he imagined.

Behind Akira’s serious face, he is excited by the soft sensation against his palm when he brushes his partner’s abs as if he discovered something new.

Hopefully, it won’t be a deadly but alluring trap like a cat’s soft belly. Although, it won’t be surprising if that is true. After all, someone keeps behaving like a proud, arrogant feline. The blue-eyed male cracks a smile while he stares at Shiki with impatient eyes.

After grabbing the hem of the ebony-haired man’s t-shirt, he exposes his chest.

Suddenly, Akira feels the heat rushing to his cheeks and how wild his heartbeat is by enjoying the captivating view in front of him.

Certainly, he cannot remove his honestly admiring gaze from his partner’s body. It’s not the first time he sees Shiki’s bare chest or him naked, but it feels different this time.

At the moment, Akira can appreciate his partner’s body as long as he wants.

That pale and beautiful doll-like skin, a flawless perfection - all it belongs to him. Unfortunately, one painful detail clenches Akira’s heart.

When the silver-haired male lowers his gaze, he closes his eyes and sighs.

Even if the scar on Shiki’s waist is healed, it will take time to disappear. Until then, it will remind Akira how his partner’s life thread was so close to being cut by the evil one. No. Perhaps it will be also a mark that he snatched this man from Death’s chilly hands.

Yet, his further thoughts are interrupted by Shiki’s voice. “Don’t waste time on useless thoughts when you have to satisfy your master.”

The silver-haired man gives an annoyed look and starts licking his healed scar without saying anything.

Anywhere where Akira’s tongue touches, he doesn’t miss a chance to land a soft kiss. When he blissfully narrows his gaze, he believes it may make the remaining scar fade away.

He looks up when he senses his partner’s body twitching. He notices Shiki’s stoic facade slowly cracking, revealing his genuine emotions.

Who knew that the same man who introduced him to sex was so sensitive? That’s why, Akira is even more curious about what else he can discover tonight.

“Just stop wasting time on unnecessary nonsense and get straight to the business.” The dark-haired male demands.

Once again, Akira ignores such a request.

Besides, someone still needs to learn his lesson. The blue-eyed male reminds himself.

When his fingertips trace down to Shiki’s lower regions, he starts rubbing his groin.

While Akira teases his partner, he fixates his impatient, blushing gaze on him.

Perhaps Shiki keeps acting though and unaffected, but even through his leather pants, Akira feels how his partner’s body is more sincere than his face. And that hard-on is excellent proof.

Of course, he could continue satisfying his partner, but it would be better if he would beg to be relieved, right? Akira decides.

That’s why the blue-eyed male crawls closely to Shiki.

When he gently places his palms on Shiki’s cheeks, he gives him an asking look before pulling him into a deep kiss and closing his eyes.

Strangely, when Akira licks his partner’s lips and tries to get inside his mouth, he quickly receives permission.

Suddenly, the silver-haired swordsman widens his eyes and blissfully closes them when Shiki explores every little part inside him.

Meanwhile, the dark-haired male narrows his gaze and chuckles, relishing in the lovely sounds Akira makes in between catching their breath.

If it wasn’t for a tiny inconvenience like having his hands tied up, he would have Akira under his control and discipline him for provoking him. But it’s fine. He only needs to distract him for a bit longer. The red-eyed swordsman decides.

In the end, Akira withdraws his drunken face and stares at Shiki.

After he sits on top of Shiki, he looks for something in his pants pocket. Soon, he picks a small, flat, rustling square package.

“What’s that for?” The dark-haired man asks in a nearly purring voice.

For sure, his partner’s smug face makes Akira slightly frown.

“Why are you so happy? You’re not the one who will use it. So, be glad about it because I know that later on, you won’t let me clean you. Otherwise, I would fuck you raw until you scream.” The blue-eyed male explains.

Such a frightening threat makes Shiki snort. “Do you even know what you are holding?”

However, Akira doesn’t give in to this man’s provocation and replies. “We’ll see how long you can keep this attitude.”

Lastly, the silver-haired male bites into a condom, and after unzipping his t-shirt, he removes it while looking down on Shiki.

When Akira handles the current task, he unbuckles his belt and lowers his pants.

Of course, it would be more convenient for him to leave his partner’s side and undress. On the other hand, he finds it entertaining how Shiki struggles.

He only moves his arms like that because he is desperate to reach something he can’t, right? The silver-haired swordsman assumes while he removes the bothering piece of clothing.

After he tosses his pants on the floor, he takes the rustling tiny package from his mouth and looks at how to open it.

When he tears it in the middle without holding back, the condom flies into the air and lands on the red-eyed swordsman’s chest.

As Akira leans closer to pick it up, his blue eyes warn that if someone dares to say a single word, he’ll leave tied up for a long time.

But for now, his poker face changes into a slightly confused and frustrated one while he studies this item.

He even shakes it until it falls out like a small, loose, transparent intestine. Despite feeling Shiki’s entertained eyes on him, he doesn’t give in to this man’s intimidation.

“We’ll see how you act when I’ll shove it up your…” Akira murmurs while not understanding whether it is supposed to be like this.

In the end, Shiki closes his eyes and sighs. “Stop molesting that thing and put it down if you don’t know how to use it.”

Akira immediately responds in an indignant voice. “Shut up… Just when I almost figured out how to...”

Unfortunately, he realizes he chirped too much when it’s too late. And thus, he humbles down.

The ebony-haired swordsman rolls his eyes. “You are a clueless idiot.”

“No one taught us how to pick one or to use it. I only knew that it’s used for not impregnating anyone.” Akira honestly backfires.

“Hmph. So, in other words, you are not experienced?” Shiki asks.

As the blue-eyed male turns his head away, he confesses. “Thanks to some reckless fool who is under my foot, I am now. Otherwise, I wouldn’t. Because I have no interest in that or in other people.”

After Akira notices Shiki’s thrilled eyes, he asks. “Then what about you?”

At first, he gives a questioning look. Yet, a second later, he is alerted after spotting that his partner’s hand gracefully slips from the restraints.

After removing another one, he pushes Akira down on the bed and pins his hands.

These crimson glowing eyes and curved smile speak alone that he won’t be released from this feline’s grasp until he is satisfied.

When Shiki’s knee parts his partner’s legs until it touches his groin, the silver-haired swordsman only stares at him.

In the end, as he leans close, Akira admits his defeat.

 


 

Some time passed. It is the middle of the starry night.

Meanwhile, Akira lazily lies in bed and waits for his partner to return.

Apparently, this time Shiki grabbed his clothes and left him immediately instead of resting together for a bit longer or until he was asleep.

It’s not that they are a couple or anything. Nor that Shiki is obligated to take care of him after sex. Akira perfectly understands that, but he often wonders who are they for each other.

After all, it’s not just an ordinary rivalry or a ridiculous thing like a relationship with benefits.

Despite that, the blue-eyed male knows one thing for sure - he craves for Shiki’s touch.

It may be only his selfish thought, but for Akira, it’s an inseparable part after each encounter because he feels assured.

More so, it’s another way of showing what Shiki should be looking forward to before another match and fixating his attention just for him.

Nevertheless, the blue-eyed male is worried about his partner's abrupt departure and his own unconscious attempt to hold on to him, all while experiencing these irrational emotions.

Speaking of which, the sound of the opened bathroom door startles him. Despite that, his eyes follow the approaching red-eyed male.

After Shiki sits next to him, Akira looks for anything to put on. As he holds the pair of underwear and puts it on, addresses his partner without bothering to look at him. “You’re finally done? Then, I’m going.”

Lastly, after he picks up his clothes and gets up, he heads towards the bathroom.

 


 

After Akira turns the shower, he lets the warm water stream to wash him.

Of course, when he’ll return, there shouldn’t be any traces of Shiki left. It’s nothing unusual.

After all, none of them waste their breath to bid farewell before departing their ways. Besides, both know that eventually, their paths will cross again.

More importantly, they are neither friends nor lovers. So, there is no need for such an unnecessary thing.

On the other hand, it will be difficult for the blue-eyed swordsman to accept the fact that Shiki is already gone.

That’s right, Akira is secretly concerned that this reckless fool may risk his life again.

In the end, he grasps the small cross around his neck and stares at it.

 


 

Half an hour passed. After Akira leaves the bathroom, he is surprised to see Shiki still there. “What are you doing here?”

“Do you always take so long in the shower?” The dark-haired swordsman asks while he sits on the bed with his legs and arms closed.

“That is none of your concern. Besides, you didn’t need to wait for me if wanted to leave. Unless, you forgot something.” Akira backfires as he keeps his poker face and gets closer to his partner.

“You.” Shiki briefly replies.

Akira only raises his eyebrow. “Huh?”

For now, Shiki gives a satisfied look. “Pack whatever you need, and I’ll take you together with me.”

“What do you mean by that?” The silver-haired swordsman asks.

After Shiki stands up, he grasps Akira’s cross and confesses. “I want you to stay by my side.”

Of course, the blue-eyed male didn’t expect to hear these words, and now he feels how the warmth fills his heart.

But for now, he closes his eyes and exhales. When he opens his eyes, he replies. “Knowing you, I wouldn’t you leave you because who knows how you’ll end up next time.”

After a brief pause, he continues. “So, even if you tried to get rid of me, I would still follow you and won’t let anyone to lay a finger on you. You belong to me and no else, got it?”

These words thrill Shiki, and he wraps his arm around his partner’s waist and brings him closer.

When Akira rests his palms on the red-eyed male’s chests, he narrows his blushing gaze. “Don’t get me wrong. Next time when you’ll be ready to face me like equal and giving your best, we’ll fight without needing to hold back. So, until then, it cannot be helped that I would need to watch you over.”

In the end, none of them say a single word. After all, there is no need for that. Meanwhile, Akira is secretly happy and relieved that he will protect Shiki.

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