2. Bishamon and Kazuma

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A/N: I've got the requests that've come in now, all written down.


I'll start work on them soon.


For now, though, I'll just give you some other one-shots...


I hope you like this...


Kazuma and Bishamon

One-Shot 2


Bishamon strolled down the long corridor leading to her office.

She'd slept in that morning and was wondering why Kazuma hadn't awoken her.

Letting a hand massage a thick tuft of her long, golden hair, the war god yawned.

Her flowing robe trailing behind her, Bishamon finally reached the tall doors of her office.

She slid in through the partly opened gap to see her brown-haired Regalia, thrown over his desk, writing furiously.

Bishamon smiled.

Kazuma hadn't even seen her enter.

Crossing the room, she stopped in front of him and waited for the Regalia to look up.

Kazuma sighed, eyes still on the sheets of paperwork in front of him, "Veena, I'd appreciate if you dressed appropriately before coming into your office when others are around."

Bishamon glanced down at her low-cut night gown with it's fabric hiking up her legs.

She pulled at her transparent dressing gown with an angry blush spreading across her face, "It's my office, Kazuma, and you're my Regalia. This should be fine."

There was a flicker of emotion in the serious man's eyes before he nodded, not looking up as he turned a sheet of paper over, "I suppose."

Bishamon stared down at him, hands still wrapped around her waist, "Why wasn't I woken up? And why are you so early to work?"

Kazuma finally looked up with a small smile, "You were too tired, Veena. You wouldn't wake up."

Bishamon frowned, "That doesn't sound like me."

A sharp sting at her neck caused her to flinch before she glanced at the Regalia who had averted his eyes.

"Kazuma," The master's tone was a little formal, causing the man in glasses to look up quickly, "I will join you once I'm dressed."

Kazuma swallowed before nodding.



Why?

Bishamon threw on a casual shirt over her jeans as she thought, her expression stern and distressed.

Why would Kazuma lie to her?

Kazuma never would.

Her health and wellbeing was the heaviest on his mind at all times.

The man was far too intelligent to not know when his master would be stung and when she wouldn't.

The war god knew that it wasn't any of the other Regalia who had stung her then.

It was Kazuma.

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