Nanami has remained by Shoko's side the entire time while she recovers. His tired eyes hang heavily as his fingers curl and close around her hand.
"Ieiri..."
He whispers his regret for not having taken action sooner. Palming the spot where her head injury used to be, he brushes her hair back into place once gratefully checking for the 100th time that its gone. She's been completely healed of course, but Choso's abilities did not compensate for exhaustion from distress or from being forced to work around the clock.
Nanami stretches in the chair perpendicular to the bed, eventually leaning his head back in a futile attempt for comfort.
'What if something were to have happened to her...'
There's something funny about the human psyche. The danger can pass, all notable issues handled yet the brain will insist on bombarding you with horrific ideas. He hears some stirring but figures Shoko is merely restless so he crosses him arms and slides a little further down the seat; attempting to neglect the what ifs.
"Kento, you know you'd probably be more comfortable if you laid down too."
He opens his eyes and sits up instantly.
"Ieiri!? You're awa-, are you alright?!"
Shoko lazily yawns, covering her face with her forearm but soon scoots over in the bed and pats the spot next to her.
Nanami stammers while his eyes follow her gesture but assuming she meant everything else by it, he merely proceeds to ask her about how she's feeling.
"Yeah, yeah...I'm fine now.", she smirks and quietly re-taps the spot with her hand, "But if you came over here, it would be more comfortable for me as well…"
He doesn't respond immediately which makes her feel nervous as she's left wondering if that was a weird thing to say. Her soul sparks though with giggles when Nanami stands with a stern face to walk to the open side of his bed.
He can't help but obtusely stare at the area he's supposed to sit and contemplate on how unreal this whole exchange is turning out.
'Is she...inviting me to bed or...'
Shoko watches him in silence for a few seconds with an eyebrow raised. There's an overwhelming amount of tension of some sort rushing into the bedroom as she witnesses Nanami's hesitation. His brown eyes dart up to her but then almost instantly back down to the bed but finally, he makes a decision and flips the comforter back.
Right before he lowers down, Shoko stops him and says, "At least lose the jacket, you'll be over heating in no time!", and tries to hide her excitement when he blushes and slowly removes it.
"Fair point..."
Nanami takes a deep breath before coolly walking back over to his chair where he sets the folded coat down. While fidgeting with his wrist cuffs, he rotates to view the corner of his bed where Shoko's feet lay covered but this is when his nerves take hold.
She patiently waits for him to work through whatever he needs to but once Nanami actually crawls into the bed he's as rigid as stone so she huffs, "For God's sake!", and wraps her arms around his chest before he could get away, "I won't bite!"
Nanami can't help but cackle to her words, "I certainly wouldn't expect you to do that…", and continues enjoying the much-needed silliness until he feels the weight of her resting into him.
They lie there for a few minutes quietly. Nanami is still upset with himself that he didn't realize her situation sooner and regretfully laments his thoughts.
"Ieiri, I had a bad feeling for a while but I brushed it off at first. I'm sorry for leaving you with them for so long…you should never have been subjugated to that."
He cautiously brings his left arm across his chest, searching for her hand so he can gently hold it.
"I must admit that the thought of you getting hurt in all of this...it tears me up."
Shoko reddens instantly, having expected Nanami to be a little more difficult and less open.
She gives him more of her hand, sighs, but then clarifies, "Kento…you came for me though and that's what matters. You really saved me back there. I'm happy it was you that did it, too."
She hears him take a deep breath and wishes he'd relinquish the guilt for this situation but his silence tells her that he's still fighting it. After a moment she lifts her head up to study his features but is surprised when they're much softer than she imagined they'd be.
"You are too handsome to be upset, I won't have it!", she speaks confidently as her right hand runs from his chest to face, "I'm fine now! Actually, I'm better than fine!"
"I must admit that I'm quite fine myself, as well..."
He's trying to remain collected but is absolutely loving being this close to her. She snuggles in closer though, squishing her breasts against his arm and chest which sends his mind racing again. When she cups his face, he struggles to say anything that would make sense but is able to play it off.
"Do you feel better or I guess, rested now?"
Nanami absentmindedly rubs his chin into her palm while awaiting an answer, catching himself after the fact. She smiles up to him and while keeping eye contact, allows him to watch her face morph into a flustered way he's not use to seeing.
After sitting herself up more, she brings her face to Nanami's and seductively whispers inches away from his lips, "I have plenty of energy now…"
She ends her taunt with a quick yet bold kiss but Nanami needs more. As she's breaking away from her playful display, he grabs the back of her head to pull up towards him. When they're mouths meet again, he feels the rush of desire course through with the force of having longed for her for what now seems to be forever.
Shoko feels his intensity as their tongues collide, causing a genuine whimper to escape. Without even thinking, she climbs up and straddles him, expecting the typically cold manager to possibly stop her but the alluring expression he wears reveals that he isn't going to.
"Oh…Kento…"
She dips back down and tugs at his tie while his hands find her thighs. When she feels him lift his hips into her, she gasps to the sensation of his bulge. He starts kissing into her neck, hungrily traveling up until he meets her lobe where he confesses into her ear, "I've wanted this for so long, Ieiri…", and she melts to the way his large hands feel exploring her body. His fingers drag up her back so she sits up and pulls her white shirt overhead and tosses it, exposing a nude colored bra.
Nanami can't help but bite his lip and smile when his eyes feast on her breasts. If the ball were in his court, he'd probably wait a little longer to do all of this since he wants to treat her right but as she calls to him through her body language, he understands that saying no would go against these same beliefs.
He sends his tongue to trace her bra on the left breast, planting passionate kisses in their dampened wake. After feeling her nails against his scalp and hearing her pleasure, he pulls the cup of her bra down and latches his mouth down. She throws her head back and moans, causing blood to rush to his groin but he takes his time, flinging the bud of her nipple with the tip of his tongue. She quietly cries out his name in a mixture of whispers so he switches to her right one, enamored by the way her skin tastes.
She always wondered what kind of lover Nanami would be but as she's experiencing his sensuality for the first time, she happily reads that he's right up her alley. He exudes his dominance in the submissive way of pleasing her which is awesome but she also notices that he's far too dressed for this occasion. While he continues to tease her breasts, she fumbles with his tie again but is relieved when he starts undoing it himself.
"Let me see what you've been hiding from me all these years…", she pants into a giggle but her eyes follow the movements of his hands as if she were in a trance, only changing her view to glance up to him when he removes his shirt. Her brow furrows automatically when she witnesses his stripping away the blue button up to reveal his fit upper body. "Mmmmmm...", she grazes her nails down his abdomen and becomes further excited when he breathlessly groans.
Seeing how much Shoko wants him has lit a new fire in his heart. Nanami leans into her breasts again as she's trying to remove her but wraps his arms around her to flip them over. She yelps pleasantly to the sudden change in position but he hovers over and smirks to her eagerly shimmying off her shorts. He's sure that was his cue to remove his pants but decides he still would rather draw this first encounter out.
Nanami kicks off his shoes with his toes but proceeds to send his right hand between her legs while their tongues meet. He can't help but sigh when he feels how wet she is nor deny the satisfaction of knowing it's all for him. She whines under her breath as he teases the dampened area of cloth, threatening to rub her through them but purposefully lacking the pressure to do so. The expression she forms nearly steals his breath as he's never seen her look anywhere near how she does right now, so incredibly needy. He uses his pinky to hook her panties aside and kisses her as he slides two in. He's becoming unbearably hard at this point but he also loves the way she squirms to his touch.
'Why the fuck did I wait so long?', he berates himself while angling his wrist and begins to feel her from the inside.
As they breath heavily into each other Shoko is pondering on why this took so long to be.
"We…we should've been...doing this a long time ago…", but she can only whimper it out. She can't help but feel he agrees as he shoves his fingers into her fully, causing her to arch her back to how good it feels.
"Kento…", she whines, desperately wanting to know what the rest of him feels like.
He looks up to her with salacious brown eyes, "Just let me treat you…", and shifts his body down lower. He wraps his arms around her thighs, "This will only take a few.", and proceeds to smile while inching closer.
She feels his breath lingering over her opening and curls her toes as he truly is teasing the hell out of her but she's also loving it. Hearing him hum so close to her bareness has her losing her mind as she has thought of this so many times but is discovering he's far better than she could ever have imagined, '…And he's barely touched me.'
Her mind goes blank when she feels his tongue flicking across her clitoris. She gasps loudly to how he seems to know exactly what he's doing; finding herself comparing his abilities to toys that were designed for this sensation. Clutching the sheets, she tries to not smash him between her legs while they seem to instinctively close to the sudden but sublime feeling when his lips engulf her labia. She can hear his breathing quickening but is unable to focus on it when she feels his fingers diving into her again as well, causing the most audible noise now to be gushing.
She moans out his name, feeling like she's about to explode as butterflies coil through her lower abdomen. When she looks down at Nanami, she can see his complete dedication and with the thought that this wonderful man is likely hers now, she relaxes into the bed and no longer fights against the orgasm that he's pulling from her. Her cries are louder and more desperate than she would have liked but there was literally no getting around it. Never has she had an experience as good as this.
Nanami sits himself up to unbutton his pants while watching Ieiri lay there with twitching legs.
"You really are gorgeous, I hope you know that…", his voice the most genuine it's ever been and laughs when she hastily urges, "Get those pants off and get over here!", abiding her words with a grin.
He's actually a little nervous to remove his briefs because of her curious staring and forces himself to wonder how awful it would be if she found herself disappointed.
"Just take them off, Kento!", she teases while sliding down her soaked underwear and then unclasps her bra.
When he pushes down the waist band, his hardened member stands ready but her initial lack of approval or otherwise makes him feel self-conscious.
"Ummm...Ieiri?"
Shoko closes her jaw and gradually raises her eyes to his face. It isn't until he hears her mousey voice request, "Please...go slow at first...", that he understands that she's not upset in the slightest.
He crawls back down over her, her arms wrapping around his neck eagerly but her eyes feign resolution as he lines himself up to enter her. Feeling her heat on his tip has him fearing his heart is going to burst right out of his chest but he keeps it together enough to ask, "Tell me to stop if it hurts, okay?"
"I-I will."
Nanami sighs wantonly when he perceives the mixture of uncertainty and lust written across her face and she's soon pulling him down against her with widening legs. With upmost care, he slowly pushes himself in, moaning to how tight she is around him.
It feels really good, too good. It's been a long time since Nanami has felt a woman this way and it doesn't help that he's stumbled upon his brunette goddess who's taking him in one inch at a time. Every time she winces, his hips halt but when he looks into her eyes for confirmation she pulls him closer as if to cancel his concerns. After a few minutes of her adjusting to him, he leans down into her neck establishes a gentle rhythm.
"Oh m-…Kento!", she feels herself stretching and in the most carnal of ways, wishes it could go on forever.
His girth sinks down into her, leaving her completely undone as she finally has the man she's always wanted. He's still going slow and she appreciates it but as she's conforming to him by this time, salacious whimpers such as, "I'm fine now, do as you please…", trickle from her leading Nanami to instantly increase the force of his thrusts.
She can feel her breasts jiggling as he drags in and out of her but his right hand is soon grabbing the left one where she watches him tease the nipple between his fingers with a most satisfying look established across his face.
He whispers, "I've loved you forever, Ieiri…", and while attempting to respond she's left breathless as he hastily but still carefully begins hammering into her.
He almost can't believe he said that but at the same time, there's no holding back anymore. Nanami would rather deal with rejection than have her wondering how much she means to him; leaving him without regret as he runs his right hand down to her waist. He's barely hanging on but he's not ready to give up yet, hoping he can bring her to another orgasm; secretly dying to feel her unravel around him.
He thinks to slow down but she's clearly wanting him to keep his pace so he warns her, "I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to keep this up…", and feels astonished when she takes his face into her hands to bring him down for a kiss.
She retorts, "I've already got mine," and winks back at him, "You do what you need to do. It's not like this is going to be the only time…"
These words send him into a heated frenzy, the understanding that she's as into him as he is into her.
"Fuuuck…", he groans out as he uses his remaining energy to pump her. When she moans his name again though, that's it. He releases himself into her while deepened euphoria erupts from his lips and finds himself panting heavily as he leans over her with both of his arms for support, not having withdrawn yet.
"I should've known better. You always have to watch out for the quiet ones…", Shoko giggles underneath while running her hand through his now messy blonde hair. His eyes are so kind as they gaze upon her even while he's backing out and viewing their messy creation. As he leans back on his arms between her bent legs she admires his complete sculpted beauty and lifts her right leg to his shoulder.
"Come here you…", she bends that leg, forcing him forward overtop of her, again, "I guess I'm not finished with you yet.."
Her hand dives down between them where she cups his sack and begins massaging. The sound that leaves Nanami is so delicious that she's soon pushing him more upright so she can have a taste for herself.
He can barely even consider abstaining as Shoko's lips reach his neck and mimic his previous path up the ear. His member pumps back to life when she licks her lips and shares her desire to orally perform. She lowers down until she's bent over in front of him, the sight causing him to consider that this must be a dream. The moment her mouth wraps around him and shows its depths, his hand naturally wraps into her hair.
He notes how slow and sensual Shoko is being with him, even as she stretches her throat to grant him such access. The noises of suction alone are enough to make his head spin but the detail she puts into her movements are another story entirely. He cannot help himself but gaze down to her and study the thing he thought would never be but then she pulls off of him with a pop.
"Do you like that, Kento?"
Embarrassed by the sudden acknowledgment, Nanami struggles with what to say but Shoko continues to feed it.
"So you do not like me sucking your cock?"
With this, Nanami merely glares for he would never have expected his dream girl to have such a nasty streak but that's not to say that it isn't perfect for him. Before she can pull away and further tease, he snatches up her hair again but bends down to administer a sloppier kiss. Her body is tense at first but he swiftly discerns how she relaxes into his hold and is no later expressing into her lips, "I didn't want to be crass because I find you to be a lady but...it turns out that I fucking love you sucking my cock."
Ieiri feels an unbridled rush of sensation spiraling through her when Nanami's demeanor begins to change. Without hesitation, she opens her mouth and swallows him down so feverishly that she barely recognizes herself. His hips gift her with slight assistance but that's okay because if he gave any more, she may have to heal her throat afterwards.
Nanami yanks her from him so he can peer down at her disheveled appearance but finds his eyes flickering when she licks up the string of saliva connecting them. His chest rises and falls from the fulfillment he's experiencing from every angle but right as she's turning her body around to accept him from behind, a familiar voice rings into their ears.
"HOLY SHIT! You've got a Toji dick!?"
Satoru warped into the room not expecting to have found them like this but is amused nonetheless.
"I swear I wasn't being a creep! I just didn't think you two would be in the middle of this!" Gojo laughs as he averts his eyes from Shoko, "Why ask me to come by if you two were going to be fucking? I would've waited!"
"Satoru, shut the fuck up. I can't fucking believe you right now...", Nanami hisses as he finishes covering Shoko. While mean mugging the silver shaman, he walks to his clothes to dress himself, picking up her shirt and shorts during the process, "Can you give us a damn second?!" Nanami becomes further annoyed when Gojo simply turns around as if that allots privacy, "You are far too comfortable with the strangest things Satoru…you're fucking weird."
"Now that Kento has all of his clothes back on, I'm kind of pissed too!", Shoko chimes in trying to lighten the mood. She watches Nanami blush and chuckles to how he has seemingly slipped right back into his proper managerial ways. "Like night and day…", she says to herself quietly while watching the handsome blonde that she now comprehends has multiple layers of unknown.
"I'm glad you two are finally having fun, seriously.", Gojo looks over to Nanami, "But you're fucking hung my dude, you need to be careful with Shoko!"
He loves how agitated Nanami gets when he crosses boundaries so he its impossible to help himself.
"You shouldn't even-, Satoru, why would you look at me like that?"
Gojo appreciates Nanami's discomfort so he merely laughs and says, "There was no NOT seeing that bad boy, are you shitting me? It would've knock her ass out if you'd turned to me too fast.", and has to dodge one of Nanami's flying shoes.
Shoko giggles under her breath, entertained by Gojo's humor on the matter but after formulating a joke of her own, she smiles in Satoru's direction only to have found his expression replaced with a more solemn one.
Gojo becomes serious and approaches the bed, "Shoko, I need to know. What did they do to you?"
Ieiri postures herself upright, feeling better after having her shirt back on, "Honestly, not much other than force my research. The Titers were providing me with materials to figure out how to create a incontestable blood substitute."
Nanami's eyes dart over to Gojo as if to clarify the notion of Elska but the silver shaman simply folds his arms and rather patiently waits for more.
When Satoru nods, she continues, "I wasn't about to make it happen under their thumb but I was most certainly using this opportunity to further my hypothesis on how it could be done." She orients towards Kento, "This is the only reason I did not raise awareness to my hostage situation sooner, I wanted to at least use the benefits."
Nanami doesn't even try to repel his disappointment over hearing that but holds his tongue and anger in the form of a scowl.
Feeling his judgement, Shoko nervously laughs but is soon giving a small, wicked smile.
"Pretty sure I figured it out though. I was able to duplicate results with a new formula using Elska's old wing but the problem is, what I've concocted, I fear is too unstable for her right now. Her blood's chemistry has this weird defining marker that has undergone spatial change since that Titer asshole ripped it out of her but I can't explain how or why. I'd know how to do make it where no matter what, Toji and Elska can feed."
Shoko is especially excited about this because she knows how much they've both suffered in the past by controlling their urges when starved.
"Changed, huh?", Gojo runs his hands through his hair while recalling the weird switch Elska experiences from time to time and how her energy morphs with it, "Yeah...I think I can help explain that."
Shoko perks upright to her knees, "Seriously?! Well, what the hell is it?!"
"My love it actually two loves...but they're still both one!"
Nanami narrows his eyes.
"I'm serious! There are two loves in there but she told me that they'll eventually blend together...", Satoru dramatically inhales after vividly remembering how great the sex was, "Goddddd, she really is perfect for me..."
Shoko smiles while shaking her head and listens to Nanami's reasonable questions.
"Satoru, what on Earth are you talking about? That doesn't even make sense. How does this help Ieiri with the blood substitute?"
Gojo straightens his posture, "Nanamiiiin! Are you telling me you've forgotten about the time my love whooped ass in Toji's room? Or were you too drunk off of moonshine to remember?", feeling gratified when the manager visibly makes the connection. "Yeah...that was what we now refer to as the Other Elska. She's feisty and likes it up the a-"
"SATORU!"
Gojo quickly seals his lips, having had enough fun at Nanami's expense but Shoko considers new information heavily.
"Gojo, are you telling me that Elska is likely going to continue to evolve?", she bites her nail and curses this kink thrown into her formula, "Because that's going to make this difficult."
Sighing his agreeance, the Silver Shaman affirms it with a nod but woefully adds, "Perhaps you should try getting another sample after Naoya wakes up and she feeds. If it's anything like what happened with Toji, she'll undergo another one but I can't be sure yet. I wish I knew more about her..."
Shoko stares off into space but her mind is burning at 120% but referring back to Elska telling Gojo about blending, she gasps and hastily asks, "Oh my God! Did she get her memories back??!"
The chilling wave that fleetingly envelopes Satoru at the mention of this briskly reminds Shoko and Nanami both that this is still an unresolved subject that nearly calls for the questions to cease until Gojo speaks again.
"No...she hasn't gotten all of them back anyways, just a few.", his stormy eyes fall to the bed, "It's more like my love is going through this because I took them away."
Empathizing with her dear friend, Shoko slaps her hand against the bed, "Damn it. It's still worth a shot! Don't worry, I will do my best, regardless of the challenges." But before she can even hope to maintain a smile, the next piece of the report haunts. "What I don't understand about the Titers though is why they wanted me to make so many. I stalled on their end so they likely think I was unsuccessful in it all but had I let them know? they wanted me to make hundreds of thousands."
Satoru snaps his head back, "What the fuck?! Why so many?!", and rhetorically wonders out loud, "…What are they planning?"
Shoko informs, "Well theoretically, it could be to supply Elska for the rest of her life but something about them gave me the feeling that there's something else going. Something bigger. I did make one friend through all of this, a younger Titer who could actually understand the readings with my work but even he was too fearful to speak on their true intentions."
Gojo rubs his chin, thinking, 'They've got too much up their shitty little sleeves lately...I don't like it. What the fuck do these cunts know to make them so brazen?'
Unaware of how long he was lost in thought, Gojo looks to Nanami, "It would be best if you stayed with Shoko until this is all over…I don't want them having another opportunity to get to her again."
Turning to Ieiri now, he takes her hand, "I knew you were tied up into this somehow but I also knew you'd ask for help if you needed it. I just wish I'd realized how serious it was because in hindsight? That was a dumb ass call on your part Shoko. These Titers are not the feeble creatures you've all been taught them to be; I didn't spend years of my life dropping their numbers for the fuck of it...they are dangerous." Feeling a little too lecturing, Satoru sighs, "But the important thing is that you are back. Are you alright though?", he reaches out to hold her hand and she smiles while accepting it.
"I'm fine, I promise…", she looks over to Nanami, raising an alluring eyebrow, "Better than ever now actually. I should fill the damsel role more often!"
Gojo cackles to this, "Good...I'm glad.", and squeezes her hand before standing. "We'll talk more once you're up and back to normal, until then though…", his eyes meet Kento's, "I would like to see this gunslinger girl and find out who the fuck she thinks she is."
The room's dynamics freeze completely when Choso's presence can be felt exerting insane force.
"Isn't that the hybrid's energy?", Nanami absentmindedly prepares a stance in Shoko's defense.
"Yea but...what's with that technique?", Gojo wonders with a rapidly beating heart as he is not familiar with whatever Choso is doing but it has a creepy feel to it, "It's...kind of gross." Satoru goes to leave for the door but stops mid movement when he feels the presence of gravity being activated as well.
"FUCK, HE'S HERE!", Gojo bears murderous eyes as he prepares to teleport but urgently relays, "Stay with Shoko, we're about to have another dead Titer on our hands."
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"Do you believe me now?!", Baidal respectfully questions Sain in desire of securing the hunter's allegiance. He watches the grey eyed Titer nod with regret and fathoms that after hearing the report of how the plan went down, Sain must still be suffering as well. They stand alone in a room near Suguru's, knowing it would be the last place to likely find Genghis after the two had a raging disagreement once back at the compound.
Sain recalls Lydia's death and wishes he would've caught on sooner to save her.
"I didn't do a damn thing…", he looks to his feet for a moment, remembering how bone chilling Elska's retaliation was.
Sain was certainly suspicious of Genghis ever since he returned after being gone for so many years but felt that staying near him would help the Titer community and Lydia in case he turned out to be a bad apple. He's on this train of thought more than ever now.
"Oda will kill all of us for what we've done…", Sain now looks back to Baidal, "If we mean to even hope to make amends, we should return Fushiguro…immediately." He comprehends that there's no negotiating if the giant remains with them.
Baidal is afraid to approach Getou as he knows there's bad blood between them due to their mentors.
"If I bring this to him, he'll likely undermine my intentions and see it as some sort of ploy.", the young Titer sighs greatly, "I just want what's best for the clan and for Master Suguru…" Baidal was the first to truly understand how dangerous Master Genghis is thanks to Kokoro but his conscious has become muddled after spending so much time with the latter.
"Then I will approach him on this regard.", Sain shows a slight smile to the younger Titer, "I believe that he was just as appalled by that situation as the rest. Even she spoke to him about it."
Sain has no idea what to make of Elska quite yet other than the fact that she's not as dainty as she looks, "I cannot say if she would be friend or remain foe but I think it's a necessary offering." He clears his throat as he prepares his next words, "She will likely attack me if I appear before her since I took Fushiguro but you…", Sain lifts his chin as he feels certain that the young Titer's good nature is always easy to sense, "I don't think they'll harm you, you've a kind presence." He chuckles when Baidal's eyes widen with doubt but continues, "Trust me, we want her on our side. Just be yourself and use diplomacy, you'll be fine as long as Oda remains herself."
"I-I...will do my best."
Baidal is unnerved about having to go into enemy territory but he knows Sain is right. They both have roles to fill and if they can succeed, he feels they'll be able to keep from a major war between clans.
"I have to do my best."
He raises his gaze to smile at Sain but feels a strong fist connect to the side of his mouth and falls backwards. "Wha…Why?!", he holds his face as he worriedly looks up to the hunter, suddenly fearing he's made a grave mistake.
Sain felt Genghis's presence nearing and in order to keep his cover, assaulted Baidal. He squints his eyes before darting them to the entrance and saying, "Then make yourself useful and DO IT! We are Titers!"
When the door opens showing Genghis holding ice, he remains in his aggressive stance until Baidal has successfully scurried away, nearly barreling through the clan's current head.
'That was too close…', he tells himself while waiting to see what Genghis wants with him.
"Sain, I just don't know how to get it through to Master Suguru!", Genghis places the ice pack to his face, "I can't believe he would strike me! Crush me even!" The faux head pouts to the unsavory reminder that Getou isn't quite on his leash like he'd thought. He watches Sain shrug but wonders if Suguru is simply not ready for what needs to be done.
-----After the Titer Attack-----
Upon returning to the Titer compound with Toji, opinions were split as to if that was a successful mission or not.
"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?", Suguru hollers while retracting his arm, swinging a solid fist into Genghis's face, "She specifically said not to target them moments before you took him! She'll think I do not care of her warning!"
Getou in his rage is all but boxing his mentor, using him for target practice as he swings and connects again. He hears Genghis trying to speak but doesn't want to hear his excuses even as he, himself, proceeds to ask more questions, "And ZENIN?! You knew Lydia would attack!? NAOYA FUCKING LIVES AND IS STRONGER THAN EVER GOD DAMN IT!" With Genghis now falling to the ground as he refrains from fighting back, Getou stands over him and seethes, "You made me kill kids! FUCKING CHILDREN!" Suguru now activates his gravity technique and holds it over Genghis, "They were crushed for your atrocious plan, its only right you should experience this!"
Sain sets Toji's large, limp body down onto a couch and watches with anxiety as he fears he's next.
'I agree with you Master Suguru…', but he can only think it in this moment as he's still uncertain where Getou truly falls in all of this, although him attacking Genghis is a good sign. As Temujin struggles beneath the dense, invisible mass compressing him, a smile creeps across Sain's face as he pretends this is punishment for Lydia.
"Su…guru…DON'T DO THIS!", Genghis coughs as he hardens and contracts his muscles the best he can to quickly protect his bones, "It was for YOU!", but this response only awarded him increased pressure. He begins to frantically wonder when he began to misread his pupil's perspective and tries to think of a swift antidote for the situation. "Please…Little…one…STOP THIS!", he begs Suguru as he can feel the soreness in his body intensifying along with the floor beneath him giving, "It's for...Lady Oda...t-"
Getou releases his technique but raises his hands to his face, "I just don't understand why…why would you do this?", he drags his fingertips down to his chin and scoffs, "She isn't going to appreciate ANY of this I can assure you…" Suguru's face twitches as he rubs the spot where her fangs once sank into, "…How could you put me in this situation after feeling her presence? After seeing what she did to our fighters?!"
Groaning his misery, Getou glances over to Toji as the apprehension builds within, knowing that the giant was powerful as a human and wonders what his full capabilities are as he is now.
"Elska is too strong for us to control and he may be too on top of that! He fucking ripped people apart with his BARE HANDS. HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO TAKE HIM AGAINST HIS WILL AND ACT LIKE WE WON'T BE FUCKING NEXT?!!", Getou turns to look down at his mentor who is regaining his pride that was flattened with him, "AND WE MADE HIM DO THAT! What the fuck were you thinking? How the fuck is any of this good for anyone?!" He finally wants an answer.
Genghis stifles to a stand with controlled resentment in his eyes, "I'm well aware of what they can do now but we needed to lure her with something since we couldn't take her…", they both look at Toji now, "The bond between a Master and Turned is impossible to ignore. She will most certainly do everything in her power to retrieve him."
Suguru may not have full awareness of what Temujin speaks of but he understands enough to feel insulted by the clearly stated, "THAT'S MY FUCKING POINT!!"
Genghis stands strong even as Getou paces up to him and glares from above with wrath that makes his hands sweat, "Little one...please hear me out..."
"NO!!", Suguru retracts his arm and swings again but stops inches from his mentor's face, trembling with the threat of decimation. With a lowered, anguished tone, the hurt pours from Getou in an unstoppable way, "You...you are the one that has been pushing me to want Elska. I fucking hated it too, hated her. She's always looked at me with distrust until yesterday...but now that I actually want the woman in my life you go and pull this shit which SHE WILL BLAME ME FOR, MIND YOU!! Is this just some long, sick ploy for my throne? ARE YOU NO DIFFERENT THAN KOKORO?!"
Genghis sighs, wishing he could merely reveal everything right here and now. It would all make sense to Suguru then and he wouldn't have this mantled suspicion firing off in the wrong directions but alas, Temujin says nothing.
He simply cannot afford to risk everything.
Getou slumps to his ass on the ground, reeling from every uncertainty within himself and around him. There is so much more he wants to scream but the toll their attack is inadvertently taking on him is far more devastating than he could've ever prepared for.
Genghis shakes his body out but addresses Sain, "We need to seal Fushiguro's wings as well as his abilities immediately." Before walking too far though, Temujin offers to his broken pupil, "I'm sorry that it went so poorly but I promise you I'm wanting what's in your best interest." Getou scoffs for a reply which makes Genghis feel small and irritated, "You are simply not willing to make these decisions yet Little One so someone has to!" Before he receives more rebuttal though, Genghis waves to Sain, "Let's go restrain him before he gains consciousness...", and says nothing more to Suguru as they leave.
-----The Present-----
After reviewing these memories, Genghis sighs and shifts the placement of the icepack, "Suguru is terrifyingly strong but he lacks resolve. That makes him weak."
Genghis blames Kokoro for leading his pupil down such an unorganized path in the years he was absent. Sain says nothing in response as usual but it agitates Genghis this time, so he continues talking to himself, "Elska is magnificent but she would eat him alive at this point. He'd either turn coat on us for the sake of love or would become the next Satoru Gojo in spirit from the highs. We must to bring her to our side or we'll never reach our full potential."
Sain finds this statement off-putting. He wouldn't have thought much of it prior to their attack but after seeing how Genghis interacts with Elska, he's concerned.
'What exactly does he mean?', he wonders as he retains his quiet ways until he remembers he has an updated report. With sheer unwillingness, he shares, "We've lost contact with Sachiko, I believe they have her or she's dead since they successfully retrieved their genius healer…" He watches Genghis fold over in pure frustration but feels warmed by this additional failure.
'You're not as intelligent as you think you are.', Sain holds in his satisfaction and enjoys Genghis's misery in silence while pretending to support.
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Suguru sits in the darkness of his room while he continues to stew. Their hideous attack was enacted nearly a full day ago but his rage still runs wild and has yet to quell.
Leaning back, he thinks back to Elska's words, "You would be suitable if you had your own thoughts.", and feels utterly invaded by how she addressed his deepest insecurities so easily. He finds himself feeling insulted by her demeanor but fails to form anger as he now thinks about her bite.
He vividly relives those few moments where she broke him down into nothingness, stealing his sanity and awareness for herself all while he was force fed the undeniable pleasure of her touch.
"She was always important…", he wonders where things would be had he only realized this sooner but the realization of, "I'm such a fucking child…", looms overhead as he knows his own ignorance has lead him down the violent path of where they stand today. The mention of child within his mind ensnares his heart, knowing that young lives perished during their attack, directly from his own.
"Why would Master Genghis fucking orchestrate that?"
His presence increases while thinking of his sadistic mentor, not being sure how to move forward.
'Can I trust him?', the question seems pointless as he fears that life has taught him better than that but this is also the same mentor who refuses to give up on him.
The abhorrence on Elska's face when she first saw him forces his eyes to narrow in sadness, "She thinks the absolute worst of me…", and this hurts him knowing his feelings towards her have changed dramatically.
Restlessly, he gets up from his chair and walks over to the far wooden nightstand to grab the bowl of water, sighing to the emptiness that echoes the room. Sitting on the yellow rug in a meditative fashion, he closes his eyes and initiates the seeing technique. When he opens them, he perceives Elska sleeping next to Naoya but she's naked, he can tell even with the sheets covering them. Getou frowns to this, knowing that the Zenin is not only with her currently but he's also likely to be even stronger than before now.
A surge of irritation consumes him while wondering if Genghis knew that would happen all along, "And if he did, why did he allow it? Why fucking Naoya?!"
Despite everyone else revolving around Elska Oda, Suguru feels in his heart that the Zenin will be his biggest obstacle. He can't stand how easily they got along at the base; how Elska seemed to run into the blonde's arms for protection, "We were on the same side yet she found me to be the bastard of it all..." To be true, he envies the Zenin.
While watching her sleep however, Suguru feels overwhelmed by the need to physically be near her. It's like the innate urge to swat someone away from the pain of tattooing or the antsy feeling to empty your hand when you know the roman candle is about to launch; all new and gratifying as he faces his affinity to Elska.
He bites his lip while questioning if he's gone insane but as his eyes take to her again, he decides, 'I'm doing it.'
Impulsively, he wipes away the scene before him and closes his eyes. After repressing his presence, he takes a deep breath and using his clan's traveling abilities, he opens them to see her only a few feet away.
"Elska..."
Forgetting to breathe, he checks his surroundings to make sure they're alone but then cautiously walks over to her. Getou can't help but think that if he really meant to, he could take her away with him right now.
"She's so vulnerable…", softly spoken while reaching his hand out, gently grazing it up her arm, "…and so soft.".
He'd forgotten about the smoothness of her skin and how it always stood out to him the few times he was able to touch her before but it rekindles. He kneels down hesitantly while eyeing Naoya to make sure he wasn't going to wake but kindly addresses her in lowered volume.
"Elska, I swear I didn't mean for things to happen that way…", his face forms a frown while pondering on what it was that compelled him to come, "I wish to do things differently now…"
He ducks his neck down closer to her and mini-bows in shame. The delicacy of the slight scent that lingers along her body resonates with him so huffs it up while telling himself, 'The aroma of beauty.'
It's enough to stir him up but not so much enough to make him act considering he doesn't feel like he deserves to enjoy anyways.
Words continue to pour out of him and onto her sleeping form, "I do have my own thoughts though, Little One and, despite what you might think I'm inclined to involve you within them. What have you done to me?"
He smirks as he truly wishes she was awake to hear his confessions but is left to picture how surprised she would be, 'If she listened instead of killing me, that is.'
Feeling a little more comfortable, Getou sits himself on the floor with his back against the nightstand next to Elska.
Bending his knees and bringing them closer to his chest, he sighs, "I really thought I controlled everything. I was raised to believe that was my right, my duty…" From this angle he can see down into the sheets so with blushing cheeks he looks away while pulling the covers further over her, surprising himself by the act.
"Things are never as they seem though I suppose, are they?", he chuckles as he's still beside himself with how much he merely wants to talk to her. While adjusting his robe's restriction, Suguru looks down and scoffs, "The color of piss. Great almighty piss-colored Titers…", but ends up laughing wholeheartedly as he found his own words funny.
He feels like a drunk man loitering outside of a gas station but without the alcohol. In no way did he ever see Elska Oda's existence becoming precious or would he have ever guessed how unique she truly is.
"You're able to decipher people through their blood, aren't you? Sorry to speculate, there's simply no other explanation.", he leans his head over towards her arm, wishing he understood his heart better and is uncomfortable with how much his thoughts on her are changing.
"A part of me does want you now…as a companion. I think you would've killed me the other day if you didn't feel the same to a degree…although I can't imagine why."
She moves her hand towards him and gently clings the front of his robes as her arm hangs off of the bed. Suguru gasps to this and wants to appreciate it but he's also terrified of her waking so he stands and reluctantly places her hand back against the mattress, "I genuinely wish you would feel secure enough to that.", but laments, "But if you knew I was here right now, your hands would clench into fists..."
Time creeps into his mind while he views Elska, but what's more powerful is his desire to place his lips upon her so he bends down one more time to connect them to her cheek. He whispers before his farewell, "I want to try this again when you're conscious…so please, give me a chance to explain.", but an annihilating smirk crosses his mouth, "I think I finally understand Gojo's recklessness with my clan's memory technique. Was it to undo all that he has done?" Suguru exhales through his nose as addiction lures him to kiss her once more, "Did it work?"
Being that he was so involved with his visit, the door shuts loudly which causes a shock of startlement in Getou. Upon bringing his eyes to the cause, his heart sinks at the person and presence before him.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!", Choso can't believe his eyes as Suguru cascades over Elska. He darts his gaze down to her and then to Naoya while the black energy swirls from his tattoo down to his arm, "GET AWAY FROM THEM NOW!"
Choso hurls an attack towards Suguru but makes it lower in intensity in order to not harm Elska and Naoya in the process.
Getou jumps and dodges the energy but with wide eyes, discovers how his own heart aches by how much hatred he can sense from the being.
"I didn't do anything to them!", the Titer hollers while being in disbelief, "I just needed to see her!" His own words shock him as they leave his mouth but he stands by them as he continues to evade attacks. Wondering if this isn't the chance he was hoping for with Choso all along, he decides to share, "Choso, they want you dead! I do not!", but finds himself having to dodge another.
"Dead huh? Like MY BROTHERS?!", Choso's energy surges completely out of control as he throws his energy in a way that forces Getou to move further from the sleeping pair. The being finds himself at a momentary loss when he reads the heartache on Suguru's face and hears him yell, "I LOVED KECHI AND ESO!", but refuses to be swayed by mere words.
"Love doesn't kill Getou!", he snarls as he prepares a technique that he has yet to reveal. "You've done horrible things to Elska too! You are not permitted to be near her EVER!", he draws a rectangle into the air to activate his shadow realm door, hoping to trap Getou in it but soon finds himself under the weight of gravity.
"Choso please, I do no want to fight you! I'm only here t-", Getou's cut off mid speech as Gojo's arm appear behind him to put him in a sleeper hold. As he tries to pry the Silver Shaman's grip apart, he hears Satoru maniacally ask, "So you thought you could come steal my love again, did you?", and becomes confused when Satoru laughs deeply.
"NO, I need you to understand that I'm not here for any of that!", but his words are wasted as Gojo enables his red technique to obliterate him.
"Let's see if you survive this…", Gojo chuckles with darkened eyes that are riddled with revenge.
"SATORU DON'T!", Choso hurriedly runs over to them before he could decimate Suguru, "If that technique is sent back to you, you could die!", but becomes concerned when Gojo fails to stop.
"Don't give a fuck right now!"
"SATORU! I'M SERIOUS!", but after he perceives the ominous eyes of Gojo, Choso is forced to pry the two apart and help Getou break free, "DON'T DO THIS!"
Satoru sends an attack towards Choso but its not strong enough to hurt him, he's just trying to buy time to get to Suguru.
"LET ME DO THIS CHOSO!", he growls as he trains his eyes back to the Titer in front of him. It does cross Satoru as strange when he wonders why Getou isn't really fighting back but he also doesn't care. Warping back behind him again he grabs ahold of Suguru once more while angrily questioning, "Where the fuck is Toji and what are you doing to him?" He flexed his grip as he thinks of Elska's heartache, "We want him BACK!", and send strong fists into Getou's side, not stopping until he's sure he's broken some bones. "YOU ARE GOING TO STOP FUCKING WITH US!", Satoru exercises all of the bass in voice as he once again gathers his red technique.
Suguru struggles to explain, "We shouldn't…have…taken him, that wasn't…the plan!", but feels like he's losing his chances when Gojo vices him harder. While watching the red attack gather near his face, he thinks that its best for him to escape while he still can. Getting apprehended by them would be the worse possible scenario and although Getou feels reformed in many ways, he simply can't betray the trust of his clan. As he's about to make a break for it, he hears Choso sternly yell, "SLEEP!", and feels disoriented by the fact that Gojo collapses behind him. Suguru quickly turns around in amazement while curiously eyeing the being, at a loss for words.
"I didn't do this for you, I did it for Satoru...", Choso narrows his eyes and hoists up Gojo sleeping body to drag it to the couch, "You're really fortunate that worked, you know?!" But as Choso heaves to pull, he suddenly feels the tall shaman's weight lessen and realizes that Suguru used his gravity to float him the rest of the way. He's bewildered by Getou's actions and wonders what kind of elaborate trap he's enacting this time. 'Why is he so different now? It almost feels like night and day…'
Getou reluctantly handles Satoru's body with care, knowing full well that he still harbors the most severe hatred for the silver cunt, "I'm not doing this for him, I did it for you…". He can read how distressed Choso is over his new interactive demeanor but doesn't have the heart to say much more on the subject. Once they've both had a second to process what's happening, Getou morosely asks, "How is she?"
"You need to leave. I still can't believe you're even here. How can you ask that after what you did?! You don't get to ask anything here when don't even know the whereabouts of Toji!!", Choso narrows his eyes in skepticism as he still can't understand what would be going through Getou's head. 'Why is he pretending to be decent?', it's all Choso can ask himself while contemplating on if killing Suguru now would be a good call or not. He watches Getou outstretch his arm towards him with a tiny amount of green energy resting in the palm of his hand.
"This will help you find Toji through your shadow realm…", Getou has come to terms with the fact that he's in the position where he will have to give something for nothing, "This is my energy in its purest form…you should be able to track him easily.
Shaken, Getou turns to walk away but steals one more glimpse of the sleeping Elska, "Please, Choso...tell her I am sorry. I did not know the extent of horror that was to unfurl yesterday and I fucking despise how it all went down.", but then, Suguru disappears.
Choso dashes over to Elska and Naoya to check their bodies but shrieks when he pulls down the covers from Elska, discovering that she is completely nude.
'Y-you're just making sure, Choso! You weren't looking!, he coaches himself as he uneasily scans over her skin to check for any marks. He sees some light bruises but gathers they were forming before Suguru's arrival but comprehension shoots angry eyes over to the unconscious Satoru, "Naoya is not going to be happy about that!", wiping the sexual encounter he was exposed to earlier.
Catching his breath, Choso sits down on the edge of the bed facing away from Elska and Naoya. Ruffled by the Titer's appearance, the being tears up with frustration since he doesn't know why he let Suguru go.
"He's a MONSTER!", he shouts to himself, hitting his thighs with fists, hunching over while his black wavy hair curtains his face. He absorbs the energy given to him, half assuming it would be poisoned or something but to Choso's complete surprise, he's able to instantly locate Toji using his observer technique.
"Wow…", Choso is baffled, "…he really gave me the means to find him…"
He hurriedly gathers himself back to his feet when he senses Megumi and Itadori approaching, uncertain of how he's going to explain what just occurred.