The Wounded

19

Days turned into weeks and Masamune always displayed different ways to show that he loves me. He gave me a brand new copy of my favorite book that was back at the apartment, he let me curl into him when I'm cold, and he evenly openly said it while we were at the training grounds- making all of his associates blink surprisingly at him. "Onodera-san? Onodera-san?" A foreign voice surprised me out of my musings And threw me back into reality. "Y-yes?" I looked up to see a brunette seemingly 28 year old woman with a clipboard in her grasp. "Takano-dono has requested you meet him in the training room. He also urges you to wear comfortable clothing because you two will be.." She took a glance at her clipboard before continuing, "-vigorously training today. He also added that he loves you very much and could not wait to see your angelic face." A blush adorned both of our faces. "Sir, if I may say that you two are quite a pair." I nodded timidly at her. "I will leave you to get dressed Onodera-san, I trust you know where the training room is?" I hesitantly nodded. "Yes, I remember thank you." She smiled before leaving the royal quality room. Nodding I stood up and gather some clothing into my arms.
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I look over myself in the mirror and concluded that I look at the least decent. Checking the clock, I realize that I have been in the bedroom for 5 minutes after the woman left. "Let's do this Ritsu." I mumbled leaving the conditioned bedroom. The door to the bedroom closed with a large thud, the sound waves vibrating through my body. "Onodera." I tensed at the familiar baritone voice. "Yokozawa-san, how are you?" He looked at me emotionlessly. "I'm well. How are you? I have not spoken to you in quite some time." I gave him a small smile, "I've been well thank you. Are you headed anywhere?" The taller man looked off to the side with a smile on his face, "In fact I'm headed to the training room to meet up with Kirishima." I flashed another smile, "I also am headed to the training room!" The navy haired man replied with a nod before giving me a 'after you' motion. Giving a small smile I walked in front of him towards the elevator, once we both got inside I pressed lightly on the 'lvl 1' button. Shifting slightly I felt the elevator descend us. Yokozawa ignored me and focused on the lit moving numbers that indicated our position. Oh well- so much for getting friendlier.
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When we reached our destination and proceeded into the training room, Yokozawa and I went into separate directions and into our indicated training rooms. Walking inside, the smell of sweat and effort blew my way. "Evening Love. Are you ready?" Turning towards the voice I blushed at the sensual display of his abdomen. His symmetrical packs led down to his 'V' trail. My eyes followed the smooth packs before resting at the bottom of his V trail. Masamune walked towards me in arrogant satisfaction, "Like what you see love?" The comment caused me to stutter in retaliation, "Of course no-" a chuckle was pulled from the usual emotionless man. "No need to lie Love, this is all yours."

I don't think any scientist could explain how my face had gotten so red. My face rivaled the natural ripe color of a seasoned tomato. "Are you ready to train?" I nodded eagerly hoping to escape the embarrassing situation. His chuckle vibrated within my body once more before Masamune gracefully collected a thin black cloth on the stiffly matted floor. "I will put this on okay? Try dodging my blows." I nodded in confirmation- confident that he would not intentionally hurt me. "I'm ready." I mumbled closing my eyes and allowing him to place the dark cloth over my eye lids. "You will do great." He whispered against my hair before withdrawing. I subdued the minuscule whimper that threatened to cut through my mouth from the loss in heat. Nonsurpringly, Due to the blindfold- my other senses heightened considerably and I could practically hear Masamune breath as if he were doing it against my ear.

"Summon your sword."

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As told, I summoned my sword and habitually held it across my body to protect my chest and abdomen. "Good. Now try and find me." My head snapped in the direction of his booming voice. Silence after then was all I heard- Complete and utter silence. I focused in on the silence hoping to at least hear his breathing. The only thing I heard was his silence. It was almost deafeningly loud. Almost as swift as a stalking predator- he attacked without caution and sensitivity. I felt his raw force against my sword, it was dominating and rather comforting - but in training it was not meant to be. "Good job for today." I nearly protested but it died when I glanced at the clock. 7:29pm we have been training for 3 hours!? My sword vanished on its own- most likely feeling in its being that training was over. "Would you like to freshen up with me before going to dinner?"
"Yes Please."
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When he told me to go ahead and shower- I did not think that he'd be accompanying me inside. Yet he did not moments after I entered the large 6ftx8ft stall. I had been washing my backside with some soap I massaged into my hands from the bar. That was the position he found me in, one of my long slender legs on top of the stone sitting area inside the stall, one of my arms supporting my weight on the glass surrounding the stall, and my other reaching down my backside. His eyes sensually caress my being before entering and wrapping his arms around my naked waist. "Are you attempting to seduce me love?" The way he said those words so soft and against my ear sent shudders down my spine and into my toes. "N-no." I practically felt his lips smiling against my shoulder blade. "May I touch you?" He whispered inside my ear while his arm tightened around my frame. "I-im not ready for the whole thing." I whimpered softly enough so he could hear. "We won't go that far, just little caresses okay love?" I slowly nodded before I felt his thin fingers rubbing softly -in circular motions- on my nipples. On the other hand- I felt his hand rub down my backside before rubbing quiet circles around there. "Na. Nghn. Ha." I muffled my moans against my arm. The hand that caressed my chest slowly moved down towards my nether regions and gripped me softly in their crutches. The simple motion alone sent tingles to my stomach.

"Ah!"