Midnight's Reign

Chapter 9

A high pitched shriek fills the air, the sound spooking several birds from a nearby tree as they fly in the air. Mitsuri has both of her hands covering her cheeks as she stares at Asami with pure happiness. Her big green eyes shimmer with glee.

"I knew it! I knew you two were sleeping togeth—"

"Shhh!" Asami covers her friend's mouth with her hand. "You don't need to scream it to the heavens!" She exclaims. She removed her hand from her mouth once her friend calmed down.

Mitsuri gives her an apologetic smile. "Sorry! I'm just so happy for you two!"

The two of them are sitting on a blanket in the headquarters gardens, a plate of mochi sitting between them. Mitsuri wasn't exactly a subtle person, so when the Love Hashira caught wind of her and Kyojuro's relationship, she didn't hold back with her poking and prodding.

"Kanroji!" Tengen yells somewhere in the distance. "Stop with the screaming!"

"Sorry!" She shouts back.

The pink haired woman plucks a treat from the plate and takes a bite. "It's about time that you two got together!" She squeals.

Asami smiles as she rests her hands down, leaning back as she looks at the blue sky above her.

"That necklace you're always wearing, did he give it to you?"

Asami's hand automatically reaches up to touch the ruby as she nods. "He did."

Mitsuri squeals again, "That's so cute!"

"Oi! What are you screaming about this time?" Tengen says as he approaches the two, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

Mitsuri smiles coyly. "Oh, we're just talking about Asami and a certain someone."

Tengen's face lights up, immediately knowing who that someone is. "Well well! My favorite topic of discussion are those two love birds!" He plops down beside Asami, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Now, down to the important questions. How big is it?" He smirks as he wiggles his eyebrows.

Asami groans while Mitsuri giggles. She removes his arm from her shoulders, letting it fall roughly in his lap as she scrunches her nose in annoyance.

"You're a pervert." She says.

He raises his index finger, "I prefer sexual deviant."

She playfully shoves his shoulder, the three of them sharing a laugh. Muichiro wanders towards them, hearing the ruckus. "Are you having a picnic?" He asks as he sits down on the blanket.

Before Asami can reply, Tengen blurts out, "No, we're having a mature conversation about sex— ow!" She smacks him upside the head. She gives him a look that says, 'he's fourteen; watch your mouth.'

She turns to Muichiro, but he's not paying attention. His eyes are cast upward, admiring the clouds. She, too, sometimes forgets how young he really is. He's mature for his age and his sword skills rival even those who are twice his age.

"Speaking of incredible love making, my wedding anniversary is coming up next week. My wives and I are throwing a party; everyone's invited!"

Mitsuri perks up with excitement. "How wonderful, I can't wait!"

Asami narrows her eyes at Tengen. "This isn't going to be one of those parties, is it?"

He chuckles, waving his hand dismissively. "Don't worry, this will be a fun, respectable party. Not an orgy. This may surprise you, but I've never actually been to one of those."