The King's Queen

Chapter 25

The wind blew into the sail further pushing the large ship towards your destination, closer to getting your sister back. Takehito watched as you stared off into space, if the gnawing of your fingernails said anything he would guess you were nervous.

Something he couldn't understand nor relate to, since the ashy grey haired man was more excited than anxious at the prospect of an all out war. Then again he wasn't the one who had to save their loved one from the butcher's block.

He had been watching you slowly succumb to the stress of the journey's time, it was nearing its end but so was your sister's. Three weeks into the voyage and he could say with confidence that you were a mess. Constantly trying to find something to do around the ship to keep the bothersome thoughts away. It had gotten so bad that even Sukuna the most demonic person he has ever encountered in his life felt a ping of pity for you.

Maybe even more, it was hard for Takehito to fully understand a man like Sukuna____ someone so similar to himself in many ways yet still different.

With a sigh the tall man walked up behind you, even from a distance he could see the tense guarded form you had adopted_____ colour him impressed at how well you were trained. 'If it weren't for the situation I would provoke you into a heated battle, but even I am not that suicidal.' He mentally bemused as leaned against the shell of your ear, you didn't turn your head but you did address the maniac. "What do you want Takehito?" "You know the way my name rolls off your tongue is very enticing, it makes me regret that you had to learn it later." He pouted his rosy lips as you gave him the side eye, seemingly already fed up with his presence.

"Alright I am here to propose something that will most certainly help you," the slight quirk of your brow encouraged him to continue. "Might I suggest a mock battle, it would help you train and get rid of your stress temporarily." You deadpanned at the tall man who was currently sporting a blindly smile reveal his pearly whites.

Okay maybe he was slightly suicidal but could you blame him, this journey has been an absolute bore to him. He couldn't even get near Sukuna without the short little man who somehow hovers around him glaring his icy violet eyes at him. Takehito thought maybe the old crone with the purple hair would like to fight but the man was busy helping the sailor men on the ship to care about petty provocation.

And don't get him started with the peach eyed feminine looking man. He wasn't even the fighting type, he was more of a medic than anything.

"Okay." "I know it may seem hard t-- Wait really!?" Your straight forward answer had left him somewhat baffled, but as they say never look a gift horse in the mouth he too wouldn't care about the reason for your casual agreement. The icy blue eyed man gingerly pointed towards the deck closer to the main mast of the ship, quick to deduce what he wanted you walked down there and assumed position.

Legs spread far apart, dominate hand stretched out while the other closer to your chest that was pushed out. 'I truly commend your training.' He thought as he stopped in front of you with some distance between you, dropping naturally into his favoured stance, "So how will we start the dual?" You asked as you stayed on guard, surveying your opponent to prevent any surprise attacks he may try to do. "On the count of three, and no use of our techniques or cursed energy." You firmly nodded, as he licked his lips with a hint of blush spreading along his pale cheeks.

'I have never met a man whose skin could remain so pale even in this cold.' You thought humorously as he count from three in what you assumed was mandarin.

"Yī!" With that the both of you sprung into action, a blur of fist and kicks mixed together in a chaotic harmony. Takehito was extremely offensive with precise jabs of his hands, he didn't even allow you to move back to create some distance. The ashy grey head decide to be bold and sent a somersault kick to your head.