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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Megohime spat at his feet, blood in her saliva. “You disgust me, ghoul.” She hissed lowly.
 
Megohime felt terror jolt through her as he tore away the sleeve of her suit and the shirt beneath it, exposing the flesh of her arm. “Fuck you.” She said, knowing exactly what would come next.
 
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“Go eat shit.” She sneered in response, knowing that would be a whole other embarrassing and painful endeavor. Not that she actually planned on letting him do such a thing, but she doubted she could fight him off.
 
Her face turned red at his words, kicking hard with her free leg. The blade in the toe of her shoe extended and she kicked right into his side, sinking the small quinque blade into his flank.
 
There was a loud crack as Megohime’s head was slammed into the wall for the third time, her body going lax and her head slumping forward. She fell silent as she lost consciousness, blood dripping from the wound in the back of her head and down her chin.
 
"There now. That makes things easier, doesn't it?" He smirked before lifting her up by her arms a little higher. "Maybe the arm since it's already exposed.." He muttered to himself befor moving to take a bite from Megohime's arm. He froze when a gunshot barely missed his head and he looked, seeing Kojurou at the entrance of the alley.
"Ah, shit..." Masamune huffed and Kojurou fired again, causing Masamune to drop Megohime and flee.
 
Megohime crumpled to the ground, quinque being knocked from her grasp finally just as she was coming around. She groaned weakly, head throbbing as she tried to gather her surroundings, still in a daze.
 
Megohime was struggling to try and sit up, eyes unfocused. “Katakura-sousakan… I was..” She held her head tenderly. “It was Date..”
 
Megohime cried out when he brought her up to her feet, having to balance her weight on one leg. “He broke my fucking leg..” She hissed. “I’m sorry, Katakura-sosakan..”
 
Megohime was humiliated, but accepted Kojurou’s help, where she would be taken to the hospital and after a few hours her leg was set and put in a cast. Her recovery time was a few months, which angered Megohime, but there was little she could do about it.
 
Megohime was on some serious pain killers, but was still coherent enough to speak with Kojurou. The question caught her off guard, but it wasn’t surprising that he would want to know. Shame kicked in next, and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to lie to Kojurou. “Please forgive me, Katakura-sosakan.” She started, clenching her fists. “No… I was the one who started this fight.”
 
Megohime felt shame turn her face red, ears burning hot as she kept her gaze down like a child being scolded. “I have no reason to give that wouldn’t sound like an excuse.” She said softly, knowing that she let her emotions get the better of her.
 
"What would have happened had I not arrived? I'll tell you, you would have been killed. What you did was reckless and stupid." He scolded firmly, but despite it all he didn't seem incredibly angry. If she weren't on such amazing pain killers, she would have noticed the worry.
 
Megohime took the scolding in silence, not once trying to protest against his harsh words, only keeping her head bowed to him. When he was done, she spoke up. “I’m sorry, Katakura-sosakan.” She said again.
 
"You should be. I would be less angry were it any other ghoul, but it was Masamune you antagonized." He was just worried, he would have lost another partner to that boy and he would have been moved to desk duty if he allowed Megohime to lose her life. He didn't want either things.
 
“Will you request a partner transfer?” Megohime almost didn’t want to ask, scared he would say yes. It was what she would deserve for doing such a reckless thing, but even still, she enjoyed being mentored under Kojurou.
 
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