The Steel Shadow (Akame ga Kill! x Male Reader)

Kill Your Conflicts

(Reliving a memory)
Budo: "You have earned my respect assassin."
Me: "Thanks, but we both know I'll die from these injuries soon, there's no escaping it."
Budo: "Yes, they are grave."
Me: "Can you do a dying man a favor, and let us go, even in this condition, I'll be able to hold you off long enough for her to escape. She's my girlfriend, if I'm going to die, I want her to be the last person I see."
Budo: "Fine, you're lucky no one saw you."
Me: "Not lucky, skilled."

I wake up and see Akame resting on my chest.

Truly a sight I would not have expected, even in my dreams. She looks so peaceful, hopefully I'll be able to see her like this more when the revolution is over. Well, got to get priorities in order first, I should probably do something about the Teigu I inherited.

Looking over to my night stand, I see the bag with my stuff.

Eh, I'll snuggle with Akame a little longer.

I gently pet her head.

Akame: "(Y/n)?"

Me: "Yes?"

Akame smiling: "It wasn't a dream."

She then pulls herself forwards before laying down on me and kissing me, and I kiss her back. This time, I win the tongue game, though she seemed to just let me. We part for air eventually.

Akame: "As nice as that tasted, I'm in charge of cooking as you remember, so I gotta get to that. Wish we could snuggle for longer."

Me: "We can do that later honey."

Akame gently smiling: "Hmm."

Me: "Call me when the food is ready, I'll be in the training area."

Akame: "Okay, I'll save some, because it's you."

Me: "Thanks!"

[Akame POV]

He doesn't feel exactly the same, I know it is nearly him. It's just, he's not the (Y/n) I lost. I have to accept that.

[1st Person POV]

Time to look at my Teigu, actually, I want to try out the sword first, I'll keep the syringe on hand, but pack it up well.

I go out to the field and Bulat is swinging his staff around.

Me: "Yo, Aniki."

Bulat: "I know that voice! (Y/n)!"

He runs up to me and goes for a handshake, I accept, and am nearly injured by his grip strength, and then he pulls me into a very sweaty bro-hug.

Me: "Training hard as usual huh, I'm sure your mentor would be proud."

Bulat: "And you got your memory back, great!"

Me: "Yep! Well, mostly, but that doesn't matter."

Bulat: "Ready to train?"

Me: "Hell yeah!"

Bulat: "You don't look quite as fit as you used to be, so I'll set you up with what you used to do."

He hands me a giant friggan sword, which I proceed to swing repeatedly, before going into other various exercises. Eventually,

Me: "Hey Aniki, it's been a while, why don't we spar?"

Bulat: "I thought you'd never ask."

He tosses me a training longsword.

He readies his mock spear, or staff.