Akutagawa
She was there. Both of them. Higuchi, crying beside me. Yoko a broken shell behind her.
Seeing them like this hurt me more than any battle ever could. Seeing their hearts shatter for me, it was a new feeling. But I knew where it came from.
~*~
Back at the Port Mafia everyone seemed tense. Especially when Yoko walked in ahead of me. I wondered just what happened while I was out. They seemed to respect her more than before or maybe it was fear.
Chuuya came and walked beside me at one point.
"You missed quite the finale sir." He smirked. "While you were battling the weretiger Yoko killed Mariko. Broke her wrist in the process."
I watched the girl in front of me in awe. Mariko specifically said it was bigger than just her. Was it a lie? If not just how big?
Though I decided to leave those questions unanswered. I was happy for now, alive with Yoko and the rest of our men.
We've escaped death time and time again. Sure enough to do so for years to come. That's just the kind of people we are.
We're fools.
I grinned at Yoko as she talked to Higuchi. The two had something in common for sure. Otherwise they'd be at eachother's throats.
"Well, welcome back to the living Akutagawa. I propose you spend the resty of your day with that." Chuuya sighed gesturing to Yoko. I nodded walking up to her.
"What was that ability anyway?" Higuchi asked her. Yoko shrugged her shoulders.
"My ace up my sleeve I guess. Secrets blown. Though it was worth it." She smiled looking over at me. There was a certain sparkle in her eyes when she talked now. I could get used to that, though we all know that we don't ever get what we want.
So I'd settle for this moment for now. We're alive, we're together, we are invincible.
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