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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

“It’s all we can do..” Amaya said, frowning softly as she looked to Akihime, giving her hand a squeeze. “Let’s get back to work, maybe I can try making a better drink.”
 
Akihime frowned softly and nodded, "Yeah..."

The fight Yukimura had been in was over almost too quickly; his opponent's blood painted the ring as ghouls and humans alike cheered loudly for Yukimura.
 
Yukimura’s kakugan was flared, but he still had control over himself rather comfortably for now. Though the smell of blood was overwhelming, he kept his mind focused on the sedative he had stashed still in his pocket.
Tossing aside the mans severed arm, he wiped the flecks of blood from his face.
 
There was a soft buzzing in Yukimura’s ears, subtle enough for the cheers of the crowd to drown it out as he headed back to rest between fights. He wiped the blood from his face, keeping his eyes fixed forward.
 
All for a debt. All to keep Akihime safe; to keep Sasuke and Amaya safe.
But the smell of blood, the rush of battle, there was only so much of it one could handle before losing themselves.
 
Yukimura licked the blood from his lips, slumping down into a chair to rest his feet, focusing on his breathing to try and calm himself. Fighting wasn’t what was hard on him, it was fighting while maintaining his sanity- each time he fought it was harder and harder to hold onto himself.
 
The overwhelming stench of iron enticed Yukimura back out to the fighting ring, wiping the droop from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
 
Yukimura’s eyes darted rapidly across the arena before him, sweat dripping down his forehead. When his eyes fell on the woman, his own Kagune erupted from his lower back, tails lashing wildly as he charged at her head on.
 
She moved fast, not dissimilarly to how Sasuke fought. But, instead of relying solely on her ukaku - as Sasuke did - she also moved in close to try and get some hits in on Yukimura.
 
Yukimura blocked her blows with his arms raised to protect his head, his Kagune blocking the shards easily before shooting forward to try and catch her.
 
She managed to avoid him for a good bit, not wanting to get grabbed by him at all. But, her ukaku was shrinking and she was getting tired. Sloppy.
 
He had far greater stamina than she did, finally catching her by the foot with his rinkaku, slamming her into the ground and pouncing on her. He punched her hard in the face, hands quickly finding her neck and squeezing hard.
 
She choked loudly, reaching to beat on him with whatever strength she had left. The crowd was cheering for Yukimura, calling for him to devour her.
 
He didn’t need much encouragement from the crowd to bite into her shoulder, tearing at her flesh like a wild animal. He pinned her down as he lapped at her blood, the buzzing in his ears a loud roar now, eyes vibrating in his skull.
 
His tails pierced into her limbs and ribcage, pinning her down as he tore out her throat and drank the blood that poured out despite its vile taste. He didn’t feel the blows from her attacks or hear any of her cries- it was like he was an animal.
 
Eventually, her feeble attempts to get him off of her died with her. The crowd was screaming and cheering for Yukimura, pleased by his slaughter.
 
He enjoyed her blood as a spoil of war, drinking until he was satisfied before he got up and stumbled back down the hallway he had first emerged from. Yukimura’s body was moving on instinct now, kakugan active and agitated, licking the blood from his hands.
 
Masamune couldn't be happier with the money Yukimura was bringing in; he was halfway clear of his debt after the first day. But he didn't need to know that. That would ruin the fun too early.
 
It wasn’t often that Megohime got to go out with Masamune, and though she did have to still wear a disguise, Megohime had made some upgrades. A short brown wig and a pair of glasses with fake lenses obscured her face rather well, and with the help of makeup, changing her appearance was no longer a problem.
Regardless, she looked rather pleased as they took the town car to get dinner out.
 
She moved over to him, leaning against him and wrapping her arms around his. “Thank you for treating me tonight~” She praised. “You’re so good to me~”
 
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