I Got A Story Book Of My Own • Tank Dempsey

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Dempsey lays his big warm hands down on his Darlin's chest and her lower area, this helped with the pain. While she laid on his lap hiding her tired head in his neck he painfully avoided kisses.

"Why won't you kiss me anymore, Soldier Boy?" She muttered quietly having her hands groping his muscles.

"Well I did see you have mouth full of dead flesh from that warden— you licked your teeth covered in his blood while looking at me with seduction. It was like you were trying to say something there"

"Oh definitely" she sarcastically agreed "I wonder how many mental backflips you went through to drop to that conclusion."

"Not that many actually." Love rolled her eyes to be back of her head, that flew right over his head.

"Mein gott you're a moron, Soldier Boy" She caressed his cheek "you're lucky I love you." Dempsey tilted his head his eyebrow arched showing his confusion "I said I love you"

"I said I love you too"

"Wow"

"Listening tzo you both iz so painful" Richtofen cringed "und I'm zhe one who don't know vhat love iz?"

"Yes" Dempsey simply nods

"Fucking Americans" Richtofen snarled he wanted to leave this area and get away from them, he didn't know where to go but he let his feet take him wherever that Dempsey was not at.

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A thick stick planked on two standing cylinder blocks snaps in half as Zia swung Takeo's Path Of Sorrows through it. Takeo, with his hands behind his back, nods showing he is impressed.

"Very nice, Miss Ghafa." He said to her "we go again" he swiped the excess tree bark away then placed another stick down. "You may begin"

Holding his katana tightly the grip Zia took a deep breath raising the katana in the air then she swung the blade forward in between the cylinder blocks snapping the sticks in half once again. "Yes." Takeo nods "good, you're learning fast, do you want to take a break or keep practicing?"

"Keep practicing." She said rubbing the back of her hand over her forehead smearing sweat away. Understanding, Takeo nods walking towards a land of dead trees where he brought over a pile of sticks of all sizes and sturdiness.

Takeo decided to give her a challenge just like how his emperor trained him, so he set down a thick stick over the cylinder blocks and looked at her stare at him in confusion. "That's not going to cut"

"Yes it will." Takeo said walking backwards holding his hands behind his back "my prized katana can cut so much"

Still very confused, Zia shrugged it off. Once again tightly holding the katana by its grip. "Focus Miss Ghafa" Takeo said watching her "position right for a clean slice."

He watched her stand tall and positioned her leg in front of her other, he gave a nod in approval. "Now." By order Zia swings his katana straight down through the sturdy thick stick, though it cut through it was harder than the other ones. It left crooks in her hands.

"Ow!" She dropped his katana then rubbing her most aching hand.

"Now we take break." That both Takeo and Zia can agree on. "Come sit on the porch and I'll bring us drinks." As Takeo went inside Zia sat down at the front porch continuing to rub her hand.