A cute fighter (male y/n X yami sukehiro)

Chapter 4

I'm.. so warm, I can hear a heartbeat. It was steady and softly pounded in its rib cage.
I shuffled back to get comfortable. A tough but comforting hand gripped my waist gently, i realised that I'm laying on a sofa with a familiar arm wrapped around me, embracing me.
It was Yami.. I was cuddling with him!

I shot up falling off the sofa and landing on my broken arm.
"AGH!" My face scrunched up in pain, I heard Yami grunt, he seen me and also shot up lifting me face to face with him.
"Y/n, you dumbass." He gently pressed his fingers on my broken arm checking for soft spots of where I could've re-broken my healing bones.
"Why'd you jump off? Got a suicide wish?" He seemed sarcastically pissed off with his deep morning voice. His voice itched my brain in a good way.

I was.. happy?
He seemed to really care for me.. a tear rolled down my face, his face lit up but I could also tell he was baffled.
"I-uuhhhh.." he stuttered and pulled my head into his chest, his other hand (that had found it's way to my shoulder) twitched. He let his head droop and brushed his fingers through my hair.
He let out a short hearty laugh,
" you should meet your squad mates" he pushed me up gently as he stood up.
" but- you aren't my squad" I was being sarcastic but I don't think he followed all the way,
"Of course we are, for the moment" he face was plain, no emotion, I heard the patter of bare feet behind me.

"You alright Vanessa?" His face still plain.
I turned and was greeted with a well built woman with pink hair and she was rather pale. She was only wearing a hot pink bra and revealing pants. She had rather big boobs and attractive love handles.
I turned back to Yami almost immediately.
I wasn't turned on more in shock.
This Vanessa giggled.

"You'll get use to it newbie" she seemed like a arrogant and annoying woman. However she had a kind aura but somewhere deep within me..
I hated her.
I already don't like her...
Yami saw my face, I was holding my breath I didn't like people calling me a newbie, I don't like this Vanessa I don't. No no no!
My fist clenched into a ball till my knuckles turned white.
"Y/n.." Yami waved his hand slightly to break my trance like state. He took a small step closer, my head started to pound ,
I want out..

It all went white, I was in a large room which all the walls were white, except for a small, dirty wooden chair and a circular mirror.
I was in a long hospital like gown.. like from the facility. I was covered in dirt and blood, I took a few steps to the mirror. It felt like it took years for me to reach the mirror.
I looked into it deeply, looking for something.
The real me..

Since birth I had dissociated myself from my actual body, from my friends, from my family.
I created a whole new persona.
This me had short white hair with thick black stripes, i was rather skinny but I had this unusual mana, my nails were overgrown but sharply shaped and my veins were a blackish type blue.
This was the real me..
Scars covered me head to toe but they weren't normal, the skin around them always looked bruised or like it wasn't my skin. Like I was rotting..
I stood their staring at my reflection with a crooked smile showing my unusually sharp, yellow blood stained teeth.

"Y/n!" I was shook back to my senses, my hands tightening around the hands that were shaking me.
"Y/n.?" My eyes darted to the body the hands belonged to, Yami..
"W-" I looked at my arms.. the same scars other me had.
He was breaking through..

Swiftly Yami picked me up and we steadily walked to a unfamiliar part of the headquarters, we sped past many rooms and hallways and even a garden. Yami took corners sharply, looking around. He kicked open a old looking, tacky door. He kicked it closer behind him, the room was rather pretty. The walls looked freshly painted a soft dark blue colour, a chipped painting of a young woman in a yellow and white dress hung from the right wall. A dark oak like wardrobe was to my left where the bedside table was, the small dark oak table had a small gas lit lamp. Beside it was a box of matches.
Yami sat on the bed that was clean and the sheets were straight, the pillows fluffy and their were two windows either side of the bed but the curtains were closed.

"So.. what was that back their?" He seemed calm, I was sat on his lap on the bed,
"I- it's a long story.." ,
"Tell me anyway-" he was patient with me,
I stumbled over my words and stammered when it got sensitive or more private. He sat and listened anyway, he didn't intervene. He was quiet and cuddled me when I'd get slightly emotional.
"Woah.. I'm sorry that you went through all of that.."
A worried look was plastered on his face, he wrapped an arm around me and with his other pulling my head to his chest again.
"Does this other you have a different name?"
No.. we have the same name.
Other me's voice echoed in the back of my mind, it was rather unhinged and loose, he didn't have a care in the world , he was a utter psychopath.

"Y/n?" My whole body flinched as other me's voice faded away,
"N-no.. y/n works for both" I wrapped my non-broken arm around Yami tightly.
"Sorry for the questions but.. does he speak to you?" I nodded,
"Cool.. does he move for you?" I shook my head,
"Well He hasn't tried.." I was tired.
"Only a few more okay?" I nodded,
"Does he speak for you?" Memories flashed in my head.. the fight with the guards.. the fight against Yagos.. he was speaking to them all..I nodded.
"Does he.. have a different Grimoire.." I was scared to answer but slowly nodded ...
Yami remained silent for a little while.

"..what magic?" Yami didn't show any signs of fright or terror,
"Kotodama Magic.." his eyes flickered but he wasn't scared more.. Intrigued..
"Word magic.. I heard that only one devil is known to possess that attribute..?" I didn't want to answer anymore questions
"One last question.." I looked at him with a faint smile..
"Can I talk to him?" He wasn't being sarcastic..

Let me out.. I won't hurt him..after all,
WE love him..

He kept chanting for me to let him out and that he wouldn't hurt anyone, I shook my head.
Let me out..c'mon!
I shook my head more violently and squeezed my eyes shut, making me dizzy.
"Hey,y/n it's okay. You don't have to.." yami lifted my chin to look at him.

"No..no no you- no no! I - I can't! "

Yami's kissed me, my eyes shot open and other me went silent.
"Finally.. I said it's okay dumbass, if you don't want to let him out that's up to you." Yami gave a small smile. I kissed him back. We exchanged kisses back and forth. It developed into a make out session,
Our eyes closed in sync, his hands wrapped around me pulling me in. My right hand entangled itself in Yami's scruffy but soft hair. Yami laid down pulling me onto the bed with him, my right arm moved to keep me up.
My head was quiet.
Yami's hands now laid on my hips, our lips separated to take a small breath and we continued. His hands slid down to the back of my thighs. He gently squeezed them, my thigh weren't the typical male thighs. In fact all my features were quite feminine.

He swiftly swung his knee to the left giving him some air time, which was enough for him to flip me onto the bed. I could feel his mouth contort into a smirk, I went bright red. He had me pinned to the bed, I let out a little groan.
His hand back at my hips but his two middle finger under my waistband, I shuffled up into him brushing against his dick. He grunted, we opened our eyes.
"S-sorry..! I get squirmy.." I got very shy and embarrassed. He let out a little chuckle.
"It's okay" a knock was at the door. Yami reluctantly looked up at the door. He sighed, yami got up to stand then pulled me up to sit.

"What now numbskulls?!" Yami went to the door and opened it, it was mushroom head.

"Changes have been made, bring the kid"
Yami went cold, he looked at me and we left for clover kingdom..