Isn't The Moon Lovely?

27 - The Last Mission Pt. 2

Shinobu's POV
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i choose to ignore tomioka-san for the rest of the time being and stare at the festival. im tired of doing this.

he tries to talk to me over and over and over again but i just choose to ignore him. i know myself that i cant resist him but when it comes to him talking to girls, i just avoid him. i dont know why i always get so angry.

we make it to a hotel. now she can be gone. that definitely doesnt mean that ill be talking to tomioka-san though. you know what, it doesnt even matter. shes been trying to flirt with him for a while now and giyuu has just been a dumb moron.

"oh, mister hashira! thank you! perhaps you should escort me to my hotel room," she says, winking at him.

"im in a rush, sorry," he replies, avoiding eye contact with her. he looked clueless. airhead. how come hes not clueless with me?

she pouts for a second. "i really, really,  love your haori! it looks dirty, perhaps i could clean it for you and you can come see me? i live in the forest if you remembered—"

"look, woman, enough talking. i wont escort you to your room, my deepest apologies, and i should buy you a hotel room." he doesnt think twice, and he's straightforward. that only made me slightly happy. is he doing it for me or is he actually clueless?

he finally pays for tsuki to stay in a hotel, and we both walk out the door. i continue to ignore him as we walked throughout the village for any sort of clues.

"kochou, please," he begs. he reaches for my hand and i pull away, still ignoring him. i dont want to talk to him.

he keeps on trying to touch me and i keep pulling away. "kochouuu," he whined. ive never heard him whine before, it kind of sounds cute...

we make it to an alleyway to make sure theres nothing bad happening. the alleyway is clean. its just.. clean. before i could walk away, my back hits the wall and i feel a hand shove right onto the wall on my left roughly and hardly. it lightly blows my hair across my face and my eyes widen with shock.

giyuu just pinned me against the wall. i shouldnt be turned on right now. he leaned closer to my face. "are you going to say something or do you want me to make a word come out?"

theres tension between us and all i could think about is how he smells. his musky smell keeps me calm, and before i could answer, he smashes his lips onto mine, causing me to widen my eyes. he continues to kiss me, not letting go.

i try to push him away, but he moves his hands onto my waist, pulling me closer. he finally pulls away right before i feel like passing out.

we're both gasping, and i lock eyes with him. golden specks. whirling. again. i turn my head to the side and i take deep breaths.

"are you going to talk now? or do you want me to..." he moves his hand to my pants and strums his fingers through the waistline. he knows im turned on by this. but we're on a mission. i honestly dont know why master assigned this mission. i guess he really does want to save people's lives. even if theres barely any change.

i shake my head, breathing heavily. he tasted so good. hes going to make me crave for more. his lips are so soft.

my head is still turned, so his hand moves to my chin. he gently pulls my chin to face him. "look at me. shaking your head is not a word. why are you upset?"

i sigh and look into his eyes again. "because..." he waits for my answer. hes always patient. thats what i love about him. "because i didnt like seeing you with tsuki," i added. he widens his eyes and he starts smiling at me.

"im confused, why are you smiling, tomioka-san?" i ask. im slightly frustrated.

"your jealous, arent you?" his smile widens. hes smiling harder than ever. my cheeks flush, and i lightly slap him.

"i am not! i would never—"

hes kissing me again, this time, slower. i love slow kisses. especially from giyuu. but now isnt the time to be making out. i push him away lightly and he frowns.

"is there something wrong with my breath? do i taste bad?" he suddenly bursts, breathing onto his hands to smell them. geez, what's wrong with him?

i put his hands to his side. "your fine, let's go. nows not the time to be making out during a mission." i touched his face and fixed his hair before pulling his hand out of the alleyway.

. . .

nothing suspicious was happening. i felt so drained, and giyuu looked like he was just warming up. he saw me looking at him and he slowly wrapped his arm around my waist, lightly pulling me close. i dont understand him.

we were in the crowd of the festival, passing by mini stores and observing everyone closely, just to make sure there isnt a demon blending in with the civilians.

. . .

"are you sure? do you think this could work?" asked giyuu, lightly scratching his head.

"of course, tomioka-san! you have the prettiest, most handsomest face ever! all the girls were staring," i replied, avoiding eye contact.

he grabbed my chin so i could look at him. "i only want you," he stated, looking into my eyes with reassurance. hes so calm, its actually making me feel assured. my cheeks tinted pink.

i only want you.
i only want you.
i only want you.

those exact words repeated in my head. i love him so much. he doesnt know what im willing to do for him. i snap out of trance and i touch up giyuu's hair, moving strands in and out of giyuu's face.

i cock my head, and bring my pointer finger to my chin to think. i feel his eyes burning at me and i stare back.

"kochou."

"yes?"

he pulls me into his arms, hugging me tightly. "i wont do this if your not okay with this. i dont want you to be jealous—"

"tomioka-san, this is my idea and my choice so im obviously fine with it, dummy." i smile at him before pulling myself out of his arms. hes so warm. always warm. especially in the winter. thats why i love touching him.

he smiles at me and i do the same before i push him out of the alleyway, into the festival.

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