The Red Hair of Fate || ᴋᴀᴍᴜɪ x ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ! ᴏᴄ [ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ]

Part 6

- Harusame's Ship -

3rd pov

It's been 2 weeks since Akira joined the division. Despite being a woman among the Yato, she happened to get along with most of the division members because she was known to be as strong as their commander, and happened to be Kamui's rumoured lover.

Of course, her mere presence served as a distraction to Kamui the most. Everyone could see how their commander had unknowingly tried to make her his. It was undeniable that both Akira and Kamui had slowly begun to fall in love with one another. However, both of them were too afraid to admit.

It was a normal occurrence for the rest of the Yato unit to hear crashing in the ship and see them fighting, or the bickering of the two young Yatos, arguing over something stupid. Heck, they recently had an eating challenge, which by the way it was a tie, resulted in a shortage of supplies. 

"Oi you two morons! I told you to stop damaging the damn ship!" Abuto nagged at them, as Akira and Kamui were covered in sweat and bruises. 

"I'll pay for the damages." Akira reasoned as she blocks the incoming kick. "That's not the point! How are we supposed to last until we get to the next stop?!" 

"Calm down a bit, Abuto. I finally managed to find someone strong to fight with me. Let me have some fun!"

Kamui tried to kick Akira's legs, but she airs flipped and landed on top of him. She gripped onto his arms and smirked, "Just admit it, Kamui. I'm stronger than you."

"Hm~ If I admit defeat, I won't have you on top of me like this, will I?" Kamui teased. "I'm actually enjoying this position, lil kitten." His speech caused Akira to falter. 

Feeling the slightly loosened grip, Kamui raised his leg and quickly turned them over, putting Akira in the same position as he was. Her legs spread apart, as Kamui had himself between her legs with his hand gripping her arms tightly. 

Akira was quiet which was worrying him a bit, until he saw her blushing, causing him to smile. 

"Akira-chan, why are you so red?" He teased, bending towards her right ear.

He whispered, "Does this turn you on so much? I can do more if you'd let me visit you at night." Kamui let out a deep chuckle, causing her to become even redder.

"Sh-shut up!" She stuttered. She bangs her head onto Kamui and kicked him off her. She stood up dusting her dress as she walks to the kitchen.

"I got hungry. So, I'll see you later," Akira ran away from them, leaving Kamui and Abuto as she made her way to her kitchen.

She made a quick stop to the toilet. Akira leaned against the wall, breathing erratically, trying to get herself to calm down. She could feel the places where Kamui had touched her earlier were burning, so was her face and the tip of her ears.

'What the hell is wrong with me?'

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3rd pov - Kamui

"Commander, when are you going to tell her?" Abuto asked as he looked at the smiling idiot, Kamui.

"Tell her what?" Kamui dusts his pants and took his parasol from Abuto.

"You have feelings for her, don't you?" At this, Kamui dropped his smile, his face showing a slightly vulnerable look to it.

"Was it that obvious?" "Well, yea. The entire division could see it."

"Do you think...she knows? Maybe that's why she treats me nothing more than a rival." Kamui sighed.