𝐌𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 (𝐓𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐫)

✦𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐩✦

ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs ᴛᴏ: slayfics

The sounds of your and Muichiro's Nichirin swords echoed throughout the forest. They'd clash together and you jumped back, only to have to defend yourself from an attack again.

This routine went on until you were both out of breath and panting heavily. Under normal circumstances, Muichrio would have praised you for increasing your stamina. This was by far the longest you had been able to keep up with I'm at his full speed.

However, today Muichiro kept his praises to himself. You two had hardly spoken to each other for three days now. After having a heated argument you both had allowed your pride to create a wedge between you both.

Muichiro couldn't help but wonder if the tension between you both from your argument was aiding in your strength today.

You were amazed by your own strength, and ability to somewhat match the Hashira now. You knew Muichiro must be proud but was allowing his pride to keep him from saying so.

Your swords clashed together one more time before Muichiro jumped back panting to catch his breath. You watched him with bated breath waiting for his next strike. Determined to keep up with his pace.

However, Muichrio's next attack never came. The Hashria eyed you intently meeting your gaze as you both panted heavily attempting to catch your breath.

You must need a break but we're refusing to stop Muichiro thought as he registered how exhausted you are. Whether that was due to your pride or not, you were doing wonderful, and as your eyes continued to be fixed on one another, Muichiro felt something bubble up inside him.

It started with a warmth in his chest that traveled up to sting his eyes.

You watched as Muichiro slowly became in control of his breathing after each breath, and moisture formed in his eyes as his gaze was fixed on you. You felt your heart swell seeing the emotions that flashed through the Hashria's eyes. Guilt, sadness, frustration, admiration.

You couldn't help but feel your feet move forward and your arms outstretched toward him. Muichiro's eyes widened as you approached. Instinctively his actions matched yours as he dropped his sword and pulled you into an embrace.

A silent mutual understanding to disregard the pettiness you both had been partaking in. Muichiro's lips met yours quickly and passionately. Arms wrapped around each other so tightly as if the goal was to fuse into one.

You both hungrily kissed each other as if fighting to steal the other's breath.

Finally, Muichiro pulled away for just a moment long enough to ask. "Should we go back to the mansion?" Muichiro asked.

"What's wrong with out here?" You asked playfully, winking at Muichiro.