Nanbaka!! X Reader

Yamato X Swordswoman! Inmate! (Fem) Reader!!

Yamato makes me upset

But...everyone has different tastes in men and I respect that
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"GOODMORNING INMATE HAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHA" The loud voice woke you from your deep slumber, causing you to jump and yelp.

You puffed out your cheeks at the insanely loud guard. "How many times have I told you not to wake me up like that?" You groaned and scratched your head.

"My apologies. I just thought that you'd like to go on an early morning Training Session. You know, as a head start for the day that awaits the both of us." His big smile never left his chiseled face.

"Kinda was plannin' on sleeping in...Imma have to pass, Yamato." You pulled your blanket back over your body and turned on your side.

Your eyes clenched shut when you heard your cell door open. The sound of footsteps nearing you annoyed you. You growled as a warning. "Come now, Number 71!" He chirped as his boot ever so lightly nudged you.

"I'm still in pain by your torture that you call exercise from yesterday."

"Pain! That's the best part of training! THE PAIN MEANS ITS AFFECTIVE HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA"

A tick mark grew on your head as you sat back up and gave Yamato an annoyed glare which in return, all he did was flash a friendly grin. You grunted as you thought to yourself.

You sighed in defeat, "Okay...but I'm going to sleep early!"

"Yes, yes! Rest is good for your body! Let us go, 71! HAHAHHAHAHAHA" He grabbed your ankle and held you upside down.

"Waaah?! Yamato! Put me down!!" You complained as he carried you like that out of your cell.

"Oh-kay!" He then let go of your ankle, causing you to fall to the ground.

You growled at him as he shut your cell door. After you were on your feet again and dusted yourself off, Yamato grabbed you again and placed you on his shoulders. "YAMATO I SWEAR!!" You hit him in the head.

"Would you mind helping me find the Training Grounds? I always get turned around in this place. HAHHAHAHAHAHAHA"

You deadpanned, "You'll get lost even with my help."

Time skip

"Your strength is truly impressive, 71!" Yamato cheered as your wooden training staffs clashed together.

At the moment, it wasn't a battle of skill, but a battle of strength. You pushed your weight toward Yamato, but he pushed back two times as much. The two staffs were shaking in both your own and Yamato's hands.

Your arms felt like they were on fire. Yamato started to lean forward more to dominate you. You let out a grunt and jumped backward, releasing the huge strain on your arms and back. "Backing away will get you no where! HAHHAHAHAHA" Yamato charged at you with full force.

You panicked but at last minute you pounced out of the way, causing him to strike a wall. "Your reflexes are certainly quick." He noted.

You were out of breath. Sweat coated your body while your face was flushed from exercise. Panting, you told yourself, "No pain, no gain...I guess."

"Out of breath already? Perhaps a little water break should happen at this moment." He slung the wooden staff over his shoulder.

You nodded violently at his words. "Very well. HAHAHHAHAHA"

You sighed and shuffled over to a bench in the shade. Your eyes met your prison ID number tattooed onto your (body part). You groaned and grabbed the bottom of your shirt to your face using it as a towel.

Yamato then chucked a cold water bottle to you, that you caught with one hand. "Hydration is important!" He called as he sat next to you. "You know...I am happy that we spend this time together."

You gave him a side look as you sipped the refreshing water. "It's usually really lonely when I train out here and no other inmates really enjoy training with me nor guards."

You raised an eyebrow, "Who said I liked it? From what I remember from this morning, you didn't take no as an answer."

He chuckled at you, "You're just a great person, Y/n. Not to mention an amazing swords woman. I believe when you are released from prison you will definitely go to incredible places."

Your eyes widened. "Something wrong?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Y-you said...my name..."

"Well, that is what people call you, right?"