Day & Night

Filler: The Friendship of Three

Tsukie's Pov

"Ah, Lord Uzui, is it?" My father asked this tall weirdo.

"Yes, sir, how can I be of help?" He asked as he cut his eyes down at me.

I knew Tengen from what my father had told me about him. Just a few years older than me, recently married...to three women, and grew up in a family of ninjas. I narrowed my eyes back at him, which gained a shocked look from him.

"You're very skilled with two swords, and I wanted to see if you had time to teach my daughter how to wield two swords," my father said.

"What?" I asked, looking up at him in disbelief. Was I not good enough to wield just one sword? Do I need to train with two?

"Of course, sir," he said with gritted teeth.

As my father walked away, leaving this weird dude and me alone, my gaze followed him until he was back in the Master's home. I turned around to face this Tengen guy to meet him at eye level at me.

"Listen here, kid-," he started.

"You're only my senior by a few years," I snapped.

"You will respect me as the God I am," he said, standing at full height now.

Crossing my arms, I looked at him in complete shock at the arrogance of this guy. I could totally take him down. Hell, I have taken guys down as big as him.

"But I can let it pass with a lovely thing like yourself," he said, grabbing my hand and kissing my knuckles.

Rearing back, I punched Tengen in the face sending him back a few feet. I heard laughter behind me to see Shinjuro and my father were the ones laughing, and my best friend Kyojuro was burying his hands in his face.

"I'm still a Hashira, and you will respect me!" Tengen yelled, getting up.

"And I'm still a female that isn't going to be your next wife!" I yelled back.

~.~.~.

Kyojuro's Pov

"Listen here, fire crotch," Tengen said as we stood on a home's roof.

"Is this what you've called my father behind his back?" I asked, looking at him.

"Yes, and since you, my flashy friend, get to endure the name due to your ranking," he said as I just stared at him in disbelief.

I got out my phone to text my best friend.

Me: Tengen...just called me fire crotch.

Tsukie: That is now you're new name in my phone.

Me: Please don't.

Tsukie: Too late.

"I like her," Tengen said, causing me to jump back.

"Personal space!" I yelled, putting my phone away.

"Not when you're on a mission with me. It isn't!" He yelled back as he jumped off the roof.

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Kyojuro's Pov

We were all on a video call waiting for Master to come on to do a small meeting since his family was sick. Everyone was on with some at work, and some were going to missions. I was stuck in my office at the house we conduct business out of, and my girlfriend and best friend were together on their way to a mission.

Get Low started playing, and Tengen started bellowing out the lyrics. I couldn't help but laugh at the two while Tsukie was covering her face trying not to laugh.

Tengen finally sang a few lyrics in her face, and she began to join him, singing and even dancing in her seat. Both were too distracted to see Master join the call causing my smile to widen. Master was a simple man and enjoyed the small things, including this mess. A few of us were laughing, our quiet ones had small grins, and Sanemi was rolling his eyes. The song finally ended, and Tsukie looked to see that they weren't on mute and that Master was there.

"That was lovely, Tengen and Tsukie. Thank you for keeping everyone entertained while I was getting on," Master said, and a blush covered my girlfriend's face before she hid it.

"You're my fabulously welcome, Master!" Tengen smiled.

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Tsukie's Pov

I was shocked that one, I could carry Tengen on my back, and two, that my legs have given out yet.

"Tengen, please, you're too heavy. I can't," I panted, sweat pouring everywhere.

"First off, Tsukie, how dare you fat shame me," Tengen gasped, and I'm sure he could feel my eye roll. "Secondly, I'm injured."

"Tengen...you rolled your fucking ankle. So you can walk," I said, feeling as though I was going to die.

"Watch your fucking language around a God," he said, becoming more dead weight. If he didn't stop, he was going to be dead.

"This is ridiculous. Why are you making me carry you on my back and not get help? That we have, by the way!" I yelled.

"Stop your bitch crying. I needed a good vantage point in case another demon appears!" He yelled at me, and I snapped my head at him.

"You are literally taller than me!" I yelled, dropping him before collapsing from carrying him.

"About time you got us back to the car," he teased.

"I'm going to fucking kill you in your sleep," I said, pulling myself into the passenger seat.

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Kyojuro's Pov

I held my side from the demon throwing me. Its claws created slashed through my shirt. Tengen managed to get behind the four-faced demon and cut its head off.

"Fuck, this hurts," I said, standing.

"That's what happens when you don't get out of the way, my fiery friend," Tengen teased, coming to my aid.

"How do you have not one but three wives to love you when you're such an ass?" I teased back, my head feeling dizzy from the blood loss.

"Love is like a plant. It has to be watered and nurtured, and eventually, it'll grow and become stronger and stronger," he said, which sounded so dumb that I couldn't help but laugh at my friend.

"Can our love be the plant that eats bugs and stuff? The really cool ones?" I laughed out.

"Of course! We'll be the most flashy plants out there!" He yelled in agreement.

"You're an idiot," I said, smiling.

I couldn't help but laugh. Tengen was an ass, but he was growing to my ass of a best friend.

~.~.~.

Tsukie's Pov

I smiled at the hungover Tengen. He, Kyojuro, and the other guys somehow managed to get drunk last night while playing some stupid game we girls weren't allowed to participate in. I smiled at him rubbing his face because he could hear everything.

"Rough night?" I teased.

"You're boyfriend got blacked out. I think he's still passed out," he grumbled into his hands.

"He's not my boyfriend, and you know that," I warned, knowing I would still go and check on Kyojuro before I left.

"Whatever, I have to leave for a meeting in a few hours. How do I look?" He asked, opening his arms wide and wincing as I made coffee as loud as possible.

"You look awful. You look like someone drove over you, backed up, squashed you under their tire, and did donuts in an abandoned parking lot while dragging your face along the ground as they did it. You look like someone crumpled you up and forced you down the garbage disposal. You look like someone played Operation on your face with your stupid headband and didn't clean up afterward," I said, laughing. "Yeah, you look terrible."

"Yeah, Tsukie, I got that, thanks," he said as I left to check on Kyojuro.