It was about another hour into their trip when they found a town and grabbed a room for the night. "Si geou ocuir wux persvek wer nakit." *1
"Good riddance. I don't see why you keep him around. He's kind of annoying...and useless." Yashi said with nonchalance and a hint of boredom.
The woman glared at him with narrowed eyes. "No one asked you, you stubborn sword."
Yashi raised a brow at her. Stubborn? Him? "Psssh, yeah no. This isn't even me slightly being stubborn. Also, call me Yashi."
Now it was her turn to raise a brow at him. "Yashi?" She sounded… he wasn't sure what it was. Uncertain? Or maybe she didn't like the name? "No… I will not call you that."
What? That was his name though. "Well… what name would you like to call me then?" He sounded a bit annoyed now. Who goes around and says that they will not call you by your given name? Sure it was his old name but being called something else he wasn't sure he would be comfortable with that.
"Hmm…" She pondered as she laid him against the wall of her room next to her bed and proceeded to move around it to the other side next to a dresser. "How about Rakuhoshi?" She turned to look at him. 'Yes. That name seems to fit him,' she thought to herself.
"Rakuhoshi, huh?" Well, he was reborn, so why not a new name? He could use it as an undercover if anything to get information on his target. If he went by his old name he would be tipped off to it. Cleaver. "Okay, Rakuhoshi it is. And what shall I call you? Unless you prefer to be called Scale Lady-?" He had been in his own thoughts and wasn't paying attention to what she had been doing. Now that he looked over at her she had stripped down to reveal a lot of skin. His jaw dropped at the creamy brown skin that covered her body, spots were also covered in her beautiful scales as well. "W-What are you doing?!" His heart throbbed causing a glow to form on his blade and a red pulsing mist seeped from his sheath that matched the rhythm of his heart beat.
"What?" She questioned as she turned to look at him. Pulling her shirt from her head and allowing her flaming red hair with streaks of almost black to cascade down her back. Lord help his soul as he felt like he was burning from the inside out. If he didn't know better lust started to fill his core the longer he stared at her. Something in him was swirling and fitting into place. What that meant he didn't know. Pulling in his emotions he looked away with a blush on his cheeks. This woman was either going to send him to hell or heaven.
"You do know-ah, never mind…" Was that disappointment in his tone? After all it wasn't like he could act on his feelings. He was a sword for heaven's sake! What could a sword do? Cut her? He mentally ran a hand over his face. Perhaps being a sword was going to be harder than he thought.
She tilted a head at him. "You sure are weird…" she set her clothes on top of the dresser and then walked over to him lifting him up and bringing him to the bed where she tucked him in next to her body. If he had a body he would surely have had a nose bleed. Heat once again flared through him. "Mmm, you're so warm, why is that?" she asked as she snuggled further into the bed. He felt like his face was resting against her breast. Were all female breasts this warm and soft? That was it, he died and went to heaven. This was actually all a weird dream fabricated by the fact that he had never had a chance to lay with a woman like this. Yes, that had to be it.
God, he was so sad and pathetic. If she knew this about him she would have a hay day with it. She could never know about his past. That would die with the old him. It wasn't long before she was asleep. Her breathing slowed and deepened and her heart slowed to a steady beat. For one brief moment he wished that he could become a physical beating and hold her in his arms.
Shaking his head he scoffed at himself. 'Idiot.' Tonight was one of the longest nights of his life. He didn't remember resting at all. Just thinking to himself and then zoning out in the dark. When the light peered through the curtain he was glad. "Hey… lady…" Damnit. She never did give him a name to call her. She had blindsided him with her body, the she-devil that she was. "Scale Lady wake up!"
She smashed her hand against him as if that would actually hurt him. "Shut up and don't call me that…" she muttered at him before throwing the blanket off and getting out of bed.
"Well… you never told me a name to call you by so you gave me no other choice." He merely shrugged at her. It was her fault really. Why blame him for something that wasn't in his control. He couldn't read minds, yet.
She narrowed her eyes at him before turning away. "Rini."
"Now was that so hard to say?" He teased and got something thrown at him. It bounced off his sheath and rolled off onto the floor. What was so wrong with her name? Or maybe it was just him knowing it?
Whatever the case may be he was left alone while she took a shower. While she was showering someone knocked on the door before entering shortly after when there was no response.
"Rini, re wux krathin ekess gethrisj?" *2 Her friend walked in and looked about the room before looking to where Rini had disappeared into.
Well, it was this guy. He wasn't sure why but he didn't like the man very much. Guess he didn't have to ask her name, though in all honesty he couldn't understand the man yet. It would take some time to adjust to their language. Maybe he could ask Rini, but she spoke the same language as the man yet he understood her. So what was so different with this man?
"Hey big guy over there. Pick me up!" Yashi or rather Rakuhoshi now, tried to will the man to walk over and pick him up.
At first he thought he succeeded in doing so but the guy merely was going through her stuff. What the hell? Privacy much? Or maybe he was just helping her pack her things? He was still a pervert in Rakuhoshi eyes. Eh, gross. Maybe it's best pervert man didn't touch him. Though, just as he thought that pervert man turned towards him and smiled. He moved to the bed and just as he reached out to touch him something moved in a blur behind the man.
"Don't you dare move another inch unless you want to watch your guts spill out." A cold voice spoke behind him.
"Si wasn't gethrisjir ekess tir anything-" *3 Pervert man started to say as he turned his head to look behind him only to sigh. "Kwi Rini, wux scared wer vobit ekik di ve." *4
"What… are you doing here?" Rini sighed and tossed the blade onto the bed as she rubbed her head.
"Si confna ekess itrewic wux…" *5 Rakuhoshi didn't like the hungry look he was giving her naked body-She was naked! His face turned red, whether out of anger or embarrassment or a combination of the two. Either way a rage rose inside of him. How dare this man look at her in such a manor. He didn't care if they were a couple, though he was pretty sure they weren't judging by the fact they got separate rooms. That and how she talked to him. A dark red mist started to quickly flow from him and began to cover her body so pervert wouldn't be able to see it anymore.
"Svabol wer uoinota...?" *6
Rini blinked and looked over towards where the mist was coming from. "Whoa-"
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" He cut off her surprise. He was mad. Didn't she respect her body at all? "Put some damn clothes on before the pervert man decides to eat you alive…"
"Pervert man?" Rini asked, sounding amusing. Did she really think this was a game? That seemed to piss him off further.
"Svabol? Si mi ti vi pervert. Dout caex ui wiekiixir ve ekik... coi ui ti munth…" *7
"Oh relax. If I wanted a normal sword I wouldn't have gone to Him. Go wait outside where I told you to wait for me..." She watched him leave with a strange look to his eyes.
"I don't trust him," Rakuhoshi said glaring after him. She only smirked over at him and slowly began to put her clothes on. "You are a vixon."
Her head tilted to the side as she gazed over at him. "A what?"
"Nothing. Just put some clothes on already so we can leave… I don't feel like this place is safe anymore." Her eyes narrowed upon his last words before she quickened her pace and ran outside. Just as he thought as he saw four men moving towards them with their swords out.
"Keh, vorq svabol yth ehtaha droti... Jaciv siofmea jaciv tiliw jutosh udoka…" *8
Okay he seriously needed to learn their language because now that was pissing him off not being able to understand what the shitheads were saying. Not that it really mattered to him as he was going to slay them all for even looking at them wrong. These shitheads deserved what was coming to them. He could sense their intentions but they had it all wrong.
"Get ready, Rini." It was all the warning she needed as she took him out of his sheath. Her hands felt so good against his hilt. It was as if he was truly made for her hands and her hands alone.