Forbidden lovers

Plans

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ: 06/12/21
1638 ᴡᴏʀᴅs.

"Good news Kyojuro! Your body is fit enough to start training again! You healed miraculously, but no hardcore training yet ok?" Shinobu looked at the deep scab covering Kyojuro's stomach, it would leave a nasty but honourable scar - one with an interesting story to tell nonetheless.

He smiled brightly in response "excellent!"

"But I will need you to stay here for a little while longer just to make sure" she added, making Rengoku's stomach drop slightly before he agreed again with a nod.

"Thank you!"

With that Kocho floated off again, leaving Kyojuro by himself. The pillar tried to pick himself up and slap some motivation into this tired body. But he just hadn't been feeling the same since his and Akaza's argument.

'Akaza put his body on the line... for my sake' Rengoku stared at his window, imagining the demon crouching on the ceil with a defeated face plastered with anger yet sorrow.

'To allow oneself such weakness to be explored for the sake of another. It baffles me' kyojuro looked at his hands as he picked up his Kantana on the floor.

"I'll train harder... I'll kill that demon. For you Akaza, so please I beg of you to bear it a little longer till we can both fight side by side; and rid the world of that disgusting being you named Douma"

"When I have eradicated the upper moon two, I will be the next to die by my own blade for the crime of protecting and harvesting feelings for him..."

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"I've got a new game for us to play Akaza-dono, are you interested?~" Douma sat on a soft beanbag in the middle of his feasting room, all around him the remains of woman scattered like horrific decoration.

Akaza stood as far away as he could, on the other side of the room with his back almost touching the wall. The horrible stench of flesh filling his nose, Akaza still could not eat anyone other than Kyojuro.

The pink haired demon's head was already light from not eating.

"No"

Douma pouted "ho ho~ as stern as always... I should've loosened you up enough by now" Douma made a dirty joke which made Akaza want to throw up.

"You're so fucked up" Akaza spat, his stomach churning at the feeling of Douma's colourful eyes glazing over his skin.

"Well let's play anyways, come a little closer..." Douma sent out his Lilly pad vines made of ice, a sudden cold air filling the room as he used his blood demon art.

Akaza growled and kicked away each of the slithering ice vines, a new one growing quicker than before "fuck get this shit away from me!" Akaza yelled while ripping one off his arm, jumping to the corner of the room as Douma laughed amused.

"What I just want you to come over here so I can explain the rules of our game"

Without him noticing, one had wrapped around the lower demon's ankle - pulling him to the floor with a surprised thump.