Bloody Knuckles {Kengan Ashura! Various! X Reader}

Kengan

Remember! A/n will always be in bold! If it is not then it is part of the story. I do hope you enjoy this book and I appreciate you taking time out of your day to read my story!

F/j is favorite juice

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"Ohma I'm here," Y/n had walked into the abandoned building with a bag that had three bottles of f/j.

She was welcomed with the sound and sight of Ohma draining the blood of a boar again. 

"Hey," he turns around covered head to toe with blood just like the first time they met. The memory was both sickening and sweet. Though none the less, it brought a smile to her face.

She walks over to the stairs with a bounce in her step as usual

"Didn't you say that Yamashita would be coming over?" she places the bag down by the broken stairs

"Yeah,"

"Shouldn't you clean up then? I barely know the guy but you could probably kill him just by looking like that," Y/n searches for a towel so Ohma could clean himself off.

"I'll go do it now, I just finished," He walks behind the stairs just as Yamashita walks in through the doors

"Um, excuse me," He slowly opens the door and examines the area much like how Y/n did the first time she walked in

"Ohma?" he calls out 

"He's getting clean up," Yamashita looks at Y/n

"Oh, hello," he clutches onto his bag as he looks at her

He continues to stare until

"Are you gonna come in?" He realizes he had been standing there just staring at you

"Ah, yes, yes, I'm sorry," He bows apologetically 

"It's fine, just be careful, the floors aren't in good condition," Yamashita listens to her advice and carefully makes his way over to Y/n while still looking around. The air around them is a bit awkward and tense until Y/n gives a drink to Yamashita. 

"Ohma told me you would be coming over so I bought us all some drinks," Yamashita thanks her and takes the drink from her hand. 

"He said I would be coming over?"

She nods "Yep! Oh! And don't worry about the whole Kengan thing, I already know about it," 

This seems to surprise him, so she continues to explain the whole ordeal. She explains how the chairman of the Nogi company called her since he found out that she was also there when Ohma had beat their best fighter. 

" I don't know why they told me though, they could have kept me in the dark about it instead of going through the trouble of watching my every move," Y/n takes a sip of her drink, "But at the same time, I'm glad they told me. They said I couldn't tell anyone about this other than people who know about it themselves, that must be the same thing for both you and Ohma so he wouldn't be able to tell me a thing, which he wouldn't, and I'd have to go back to when I had nothing to look forward to,"

"Ohma wouldn't tell you?"

She shakes her head, "You were there for the fight the other day. Anyone could tell that Ohma loves to fight and he wouldn't risk being able to fight just to tell me something. I don't take offense because I'd do the same in his shoes if it were for, like, a lifetime supply of f/f," Yamashita chuckles at her last sentence

"I suppose that's true," 

"He has a fight coming up soon against another company. Not sure for what but it'll be nice watching him fight,"

"You'll be going?"

"Yep!" Ohma then walks up behind Y/n with only a pair of jeans and sneakers on. Yamashita looks up beside her and she follows his gaze, only to be met with Ohma's bare chest.

She then looks up at him " I'm not complaining or anything but do you not have a shirt?" she turns her gaze away from him and bends down to get Ohma's drink while he took out some meat from the boar.

"It's hot today," he took out the things he needed to cook it and sits down

" You'd have air conditioning if you lived in an actual house," 

"I have all I need here,"

"Except for an air conditioner and heater,"

"I probably wouldn't get that anyway if I had a house," he focuses on the pork as to make sure it doesn't get burnt

"Suit yourself then, but as I've said before, you can come over to my house if you can't stand the heat or cold," she places his drink beside him and he looks at Yamashita and Y/n

"Would you guys want some?" he motions to the pork

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Y/n sat beside Ohma as she ate her share of pork.

"Are you sure you don't want some?" Y/n had asked him but all he said was that he lost his appetite 

There was a comfortable silence that had settled between the three. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry to bother you but may I please know your name?" Yamashita gives Y/n an apologetic look accompanied by a kind and gentle smile.

She waves her hand back and forth while shaking her head. Realizing she had confused the 56-year-old she just holds up her hand as a way to say wait as she finished the food in her mouth.

"I don't mind telling you my name at all, so don't worry about it. But anyway, my name is Y/n L/n,"

"Y/n L/n...what a unique name," she takes another bite and silence settles in again

As Ohma leans in to take in a bite of his pork, he notices that there are others he didn't invite 

"Kazuo Yamashita, did you bring anybody else with you?" 

"What?" and as if on cue, the door was kicked down and two hooded figures walk-in and Y/n clicked her tongue and groaned.

"This place is already falling apart, we don't need you speeding up the process," Y/n yells at the strangers

"What a mess," speaks the white hooded man. 

"No shit, and you made it worse by kicking the door down!" but he only ignored her while the other just chuckled at the short girl

"How do you live in a dump like this?"

'Rude ass,'  huffs Y/n and she rolls her eyes

"W-who are you people?" Yamashita backs up a bit in surprise as Ohma stands up

"Who are you guys? I already got my newspaper," The white hooded man takes off his hood and turns his head to the one behind him

"I'll take care of them so don't interfere,"

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