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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

He moved and smacked her, not hard but there was force behind it. "Don't ever ask such an insulting question again. While I am angry with your actions, I'm glad that you're alive. I would still enjoy working with you."
 
Megohime was shocked by both his words and his actions, looking up at him with wide eyes. She nodded quickly, bowing her head to him once more the best she could. “Thank you, Katakura-sosakan, I won’t make the same mistake again.”
 
Megohime nodded, making sure not to cry in front of Kojurou, relieved he didn’t just dump her as a partner. After a few hours she was released to go home, her only real injuries being her broken leg and the gash on the back of her head. She was lucky to have avoided a concussion, but she would still be out of work for a while.
 
Kojurou didn't mind the break from patrols, he hated to admit it but he had paperwork still from Jin's death that he needed to finish, and the opportunity Megohime had given was a bitter but welcome one.
 
Megohime would go home and go to bed, too tired to do anything else but change into her night clothes- a tank top and shorts. She fell asleep right away, the cool breeze from the cracked window lulling her to sleep.
 
She was too exhausted to hear the window open, or the footsteps that padded softly along her floor. She was dead asleep when the bed dipped and someone laid beside her.
"Damn, I did a real number on you." Masamune whispered.
 
Megohime’s long hair was sprawled out on the bed beside her, no longer tied up in a bun, it was much longer than he expected. She stirred a bit when the bed dipped, but only came partially out of her sleep, even when Masamune spoke to her. She looked so vulnerable, peaceful as she slept with such a danger looming over her.
 
He didn't move or make a sound, maybe she would think it was just her meds and she was hallucinating. He didn't want to pick a fight with her until she recovered.
 
After a moment she seemed to relax once more, letting out a slow breath and turning her head so she was facing him. He could still smell the blood from the back of her head, and being so close, he could smell her as well.
 
He made a low noise and hunkered down, playing with her hair slowly as he laid with her. She was just as pretty here as she was when she tried to kill him.
 
He was able to play with her hair for a while before she finally stirred from her sleep, be it from his presence or something else. She opened her eyes to see a figure in the bed beside her, brain registering that he was touching her hair before she acted. An angry scowl crossed her face and she grabbed for something beneath her pillow, pulling out a pistol and pointing it in his face, pulling the hammer back to fire.
 
Megohime felt fear and rage when she recognized the voice of Masamune, squeezing the trigger and firing a shot directly at his face.
 
He moved out of line of fire right when he noticed her finger twitched and he grasped her wrist firmly to point the gun away, "You should really be more careful, sleeping with your window open like that~"
 
Megohime struggled to regain control over her gun, gnashing her teeth. “People aren’t usually creeping through my backyard to get to my window.” She hissed, hooking her leg over him and trying to flip him onto his back to sit on top of him.
 
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Megohime gave him a dirty sneer, grabbing his shirt collar and pressing her arm against his throat. “The only time I’d let you fuck me is if I’m a corpse.” She hissed at him, trying not to acknowledge the feeling of his erection pressed against her thigh.
 
Megohime felt her ears burn and she figured ruining her bed with Masamune’s brains would be a far better outcome than this going on any longer. She quickly reached for the gun in her pinned hand, planning to plant the gun under his chin this time.
 
Megohime grabbed the gun from her trapped hand, and moved to place it firmly under Masamune’s chin, finger over the trigger to shoot.
 
Megohime didn’t have to be told twice, again squeezing the trigger to fire the gun. She was sure he wouldn’t be able to dodge this time, sure she would be ending him right there.
 
Again, he saw her finger twitch, and this time smacked her hand away from him before the gun went off and emptied the bullet into her wall. He grabbed her by her neck and hoisted her off him easily, his kagune wrapping around her wrist and keeping the gun pointed to the side and away from him.
"You are so insanely attractive. I'm a little hot under my collar here from that."
 
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