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Gurenge (1x1 w/DarkMudkip)

Yukimura nodded, bowing his head to the doctor before looking to Akihime. “I’ll be just outside.” He said softly before standing and heading for the door. Mori lingered for a moment, staring down at Akihime with cold eyes before closing the door behind him.
 
"About time you showed yourself." Mitsunari said to Mori, "For a man who swears he cares for my father and his house, you hide better than a rat."
 
Mori looked to Mitsunari with a heavy scowl. “I also work a real job to make sure that I have the necessary funds to care for your father. I do not just sit idly by until a problem that needs fixing arises.”
 
“Managing an entire company does require me to manage it, so yes.” He said stiffly. “It’s truly sad we can’t all gallivant around pretending to fight monsters that do not exist.”
 
"Don't exist?" Mitsunari repeated, his body becoming tense in his slow growing anger, "Would you care to follow me outside the city once night falls? I'll show you how much of an idiot you are for such words!"
 
“No, I don’t believe in feeding into the delusions of the ill.” He retorted, holding Mitsunari’s gaze.
“I think that’s more than enough..” Yukimura said, trying to defuse the tension, even if he himself found Mori’s words maddening.
 
Mitsunari punched the wall beside him, the wood splitting under his fist as he kept his gaze with Motonari's.
"If only we could all be as blissfully idiotic as you, Mori." He hissed before he turned to leave, "I need some air."
 
Mori was clearly startled by Mitsunari’s actions, watching him leave with the younger swordsman giving him a glance over his shoulder. “Try not to choke.” He hissed out.
 
Yukimura had a heavy frown, keeping out of Mori’s insensitive comments about Slayers, knowing him getting himself involved as well wouldn’t end well.
He would simply wait for Akihime and the news the doctor would bring them.
 
After a moment, the door to Akihime's room opened and the doctor stepped out.
"It would appear that she has a form of blood poisoning...her blood is very off colored."
 
Yukimura stepped forward at the news. “Poisoned?” It didn’t sound like Akihime, she was a poison specialist, surely she would be able to tell if someone was giving her poison?
“If it’s simple poisoning then my doctors can see to her.” Mori said.
 
Mori nodded to the doctor. “Wonderful, they’ll see to her care.” He said, glancing to Yukimura as he led the doctor down the hall to pay him for his services.
Yukimura moved into the room Akihime rested in, moving to sit beside her. “How are you managing?”
 
He took her hand again in both hands, kissing her knuckles gently. “Have you... Noticed anything strange?” He asked quietly. “The doctor says you have blood poisoning.”
 
She became incredibly confused, "Blood poisoning...?" She echoed softly, "The only...the only poison in my blood is my own wisteria poison..."
 
Yukimura scowled, so Akihime hadn’t noticed any poison that she might’ve been ingesting- then was it poison? Maybe it was a wound? No, the doctor hadn’t found any wounds on Akihime. “He’s left medicine to combat the poisoning, it should work.” He said.
 
Yukimura only frowned more, he trusted Akihime’s medical expertise, but she was severely ill, was refusing medicine the best option. “Akihime..”
 
She looked up at him and saw how worried he was before nodding, "Alright..." She relented rather easily, she never really liked fighting with him.
 
Yukimura would soon be shooed away by the medicine women Mori employed, who would mix Akihime’s medicine and help her drink it, also bringing her a small meal to help keep her strength.
 
Akihime hated it, she would rather have Yukimura tend to her. She didn't trust anyone in Mori's employ, not as far as she could throw any of them. But the medicine didn't seem to help, in fact it only seemed to make her worse.
 
After the medicine women had left Skihime for the night, her condition only worsened into a fever, leaving her weak and dizzy.
Sometime in the middle of the night, Akihime heard the door slowly slide open, hearing the soft sound of fabric, had Yukimura come to check up on her? She felt a hand caress her cheek, petting it gently, then her hair, and then a sudden tight grip around her neck. A weight moved on top of Akihime, pinning her down as the grip seemed to only tighten around her throat. “You disgust me.” Mori’s voice hissed into her ear, a low growl through his teeth. “Sleeping with that man under my roof?” His grip was pushing up on her jaw now, keeping her mouth pressed shut so she couldn’t scream.
 
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