Aka-no-Joo

Chapter 14

I jumped down as soon as Fushimi was finished fighting this woman. She was beaten pretty bad, and didn't look like she was waking up any time soon. I ended up handcuffing her while she was laying on her stomach, keeping my distance from Fushimi. I'm not sure what was going on with him, but I know he didn't have to go that far when he fought her. He could've knocked her out, but yet he wanted to see her bleed. To hear her cry out in pain just for his satisfaction, I was too much of a coward to stop him. "I'm not finished with her, " I looked up and saw Fushimi inching closer to us. "The fun was just getting started. "

"She's not waking up," I say. " That's enough, Fushimi."

"She's supposed to be a shinobi, yet she got caught in the light like a little mouse."

I stood in front of him. "Saru, that is enough." I was warning him. "She's arrested and unconscious, I'll make the call and we'll wait for them to come to get her."

Fushimi clicks his tongue and sheathes his saber. I felt relief hit me as I turn my back with my phone in my hand. He was on edge about something, and I want to know what it was. He wasn't as collected as he normally is when he's handling thugs. Was it because of Hana? She can say the most rational things. When I came back to check on him, he was standing against the wall with his arms crossed and his head pointed down. He was deep in thought over something, he was twirling his knife around between his fingers. It took me a minute to walk over to him, but I did it. He looked over at me and clenched his jaw.

"Fuse is on the way, we just have to sit still." He nods his head, I was walking towards the other end of the alley -- but Fushimi put his hand over my forehead and pulled me back. I yelp when my back was against the wall, and felt Fushimi's body closing away all exits for me. He pulls my mask down and takes my scrunchy from my hair. Letting it fall past my shoulders and into his hands. His other hand was resting on my hip now. Slender fingers picking at the exposed tears that were at my sides. He felt so hot on my skin, so hot and exciting that I didn't want him to stop touching me. I wanted him all over me. Fuck this armor and these clothes, I needed him now.

"Can I...?" He asks in a low husky tone. "I can't stop looking at them no matter how hard I try, and just seeing them in front of me right now...it's torture."

I held the side of his face and brought his lips closer to mine. It felt so good and comforting to know that he wants me just as I want him, and I couldn't help myself. The way he holds me securely and his hand holding the side of my face. The heat and warmth bouncing between both of us as we kissed and touched. I can feel everything he was giving me.

The passion, it's neverending embrace made me want some more. I felt so weak in his arms. Each kiss he was giving me tasted so sweet on my mouth, and when I part my lips, he tongue slithered into my mouth. Robbing me of my senses and my concentration, and I was okay with that. He was my bliss and my ecstasy.

His lips traveled down to my neck, and I was about to melt just from the light touches he was giving me. He was like ice melting on my hot skin. He was unzipping my suit only slightly while he licks down my collarbone before coming back to my lips. He stops and holds me by my chin, our eyes never leaving one another. "This is mine," I purred, my lips playfully tugging on his bottom lip. Which makes him break into a beautiful smile. "No one else gets to have you except for me."

"That's my line." He hisses close to my ear. I kiss him again and again, which made him run his hand down my torso. His eyes looking down on me. I can see everything he was showing me, everything he can provide me just by being here with him. Life. Joy. Happiness. The ups and downs of his mind were but a puzzle for me to solve in order for him to feel better. "Just take this hate away from me, Tsubaki. " He says. "I don't want to feel this cold anymore, not when you're here with me."