Unravel (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

The sound of the shower would be what woke Masamune in the morning, the smell of Megohime’s soap filling the room as the hot steam rolled out from the open bathroom door. The bed was still warm, pale light coming in through the half-open blinds.
 
He groaned, not wanting to get out of bed, so he just listened to the water for a while before rolling over to grab his pack of smokes from his bedside table.
 
Megohime was in the shower for a few more minutes before the sound of the water turning off could be heard. Megohime didn’t come out right away though, drying off and getting dressed in clean clothes in the bathroom.
 
Maybe it was a bad batch of cigarettes, maybe his body was finally fighting back, either way, a cigarette was a cigarette.
 
"No, not really, I was kind of already-" He stopped when he looked at her, eye wide in raw terror. What he was looking at was Megohime, but feral and angry. Her kakugan was beyond agitated, her kagune flailing behind her.
 
Blood dripped down her face, the front of her absolutely splattered in blood- even her hair was drenched in blood. Her tone sounded more mocking than it had been, like she was teasing him. “What’s wrong~?” She asked again, laughing cruelly.
 
She took a staggered step forward, laughing more. “What~ is there something wrong with my face~?” She licked the blood from her lips, moving closer still, reaching a bloody hand out to grab him. How had Megohime gone feral once more? Had she not been eating? Whose blood was she covered in- had she killed his men again?
 
“Why, afraid you’ll end up like this~?” She held up a severed head of one of Masamune’s men, face frozen in agony and fear.
In reality, Megohime had stopped when she noticed Masamune wasn’t playing around, hands up as she tried to speak calmly, hoping to talk him down out of his panic attack.
 
“Masamune, I haven’t done anything, it’s okay, it’s me- I haven’t done a thing.” Megohime said calmly, keeping her hands up.
 
Megohime’s chest filled with terror when he tried for his gun, making her stiffen up. “M-Masamune, it’s okay, it’s just me- its me.” She wasn’t sure what he was seeing, but maybe she needed to get Kojurou. She took a careful step backward, keeping her hands up. “I’m gonna go get Kojurou, okay?”
“Once I’m done skinning Katakura, I’ll come back to finish what I started with your shoulder~”
 
Megohime tried to react, tried to put her arms up to defend herself, but she had acted too late. Masamune’s blow landed and sent her hard to the ground, the sound of maniacal laughter filling his ears as she taunted him with a wicked smile.
 
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Megohime grunted hard as he struck her across the face again, putting her hands up to protect her face. “Masamune! It’s me! Stop!” She pleaded, trying to scoot herself backwards.
“You can’t hurt me with such feeble hits~ who knew you were this weak~?” Megohime cackled.
 
He only put more of his weight into his swings, eye wild and unfocused.
"Hitto!!" The door flew open and some of the boys grabbed him, hauling him off of Megohime as Kojurou came into the room, crouching beside her.
"Daijoubu, Megohime?" He asked gently, helping her sit up.
 
Megohime’s head was swimming, her face throbbing from Masamune’s blows. “I-I’m fine..” She groaned, her kakugan was flared in her panicked state.
 
"Let me go!! Let me go, she's the fucking crazy one!! Get her out of here before she kills someone else!!" Masamune yelled.
"S-Someone else?"
"Hitto, all heads are accounted for!"
"Get her in the fucking cell already!!" Masamune barked. Kojurou frowned heavily before glancing down at Megohime.
"Let's just humor him until we can figure out what's happening. It won't be for long, I promise."
 
Megohime looked hurt, but didn’t argue. She stood with some effort. “I haven’t done anything.”
“You think that little cell can hold me~? The second you’re not looking, the moment you fall asleep- I’ll be coming for you~”
 
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