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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

“I think he’d be good at it.” Amaya snorted out a laugh, making another drink for herself.
“He’s fast and quiet. Those chickens don’t stand a chance.” She shook her head
Megohime laughed at that, just imagining Sasuke getting the drop on a chicken with assassin like precision almost made her eyes water.
 
Amaya nodded happily, rather enjoying mixing drinks together.
“Sasuke in rubber boots and overalls milking a cow is a sight I must see before dying..~” She laughed, finishing up making Akihime’s Gin and soda, placing the drink in front of her.
“If it ever happens- expect photos.”
 
Akihime clapped happily before taking her glass gratefully. How funny would that be to see Sasuke in overalls and boots. It made Akihime laugh in her throat.
 
Megohime’s face was flushed, leaning against the bar on her elbows to relax.
“A techno-assassin milking a cow, a real sight to see.” She snickered.
“But now a techno-assassin making cheese from said milk would be an even better one.”
“I’ll have to make sure he gets on that as soon as possible.” Amaya joked back to her.
 
“Me and Masamune married?” She gently pushed her wine glass forward to signal she wanted another glass, a look of distaste crossing her face.
“Knowing him he would insist on a traditional Yakuza wedding..” She cringed a bit as she envisioned what that would look like for her.
“I’m not opposed to marriage.. I suppose I wouldn’t mind if he asked.. but being with him how we are now is more than enough for me.” She said softly, taking a drink from her glass once Amaya had filled it.
“And what about you?” She asked, red eyes falling on the ginger.
“Do you plan to pop out a bunch of kids with Sanada? I imagine a guy like that makes leash children.” She teased.
“You’ll have your hands full.”
 
Akihime flushed even more and looked down, giving a bashful noise before taking her phone and typing, showing it as she bowed her head to hide her face.
"I don't know...if we even can...ghouls and humans aren't compatible much in that way...it would take a miracle. But, if it is possible...I would love to start a family with him...leash children or not (//▽//) I would really want to be a boy mom..."
 
Both Amaya and Megohime leaned in a bit to see the screen, Megohime giving a nod.
“Well I’ve heard that while it’s extremely rare, it can happen. I wouldn’t be surprised if you two did get that lucky with the luck you’ve had so far.” She pointed out.
“I think you’d make a wonderful mom, Aki..” Amaya said softly, tone holding a bit more emotion now that she had a few drinks in her.
 
Akihime looked up and smiled softly, "You think so?" She signed before typing to Megohime, "Our luck has been pretty poor, actually, so I doubt there will be any sons in my future :'3"
 
“What are you talking about?” Megohime leaned her head back a bit as she drank.
“You and Yukimura are both still here, you both just got married, and you’re planning for a kid- that sounds like you’re already in the middle of your dream life.” She pointed out, words slurred slightly from drinking.
“I agree! You can’t wave the white flag yet, there’s still more fight left to give..!” Amaya said with a nod.
 
Akihime blushed softly and made a noise before typing again.
"Yeah, but I've also been abducted several times, beaten, nearly killed, and now my jaw is broken. That's not a very good track record."
 
Megohime had to take a minute to read what was on the screen, finding it a bit difficult to do when drunk.
“Hm, that’s true.. I suppose you’ll have to decide which one you’ll want to give more attention to then..”
 
Akihime made a noise as she looked down at her phone before drinking more of her gin soda. Megohime was right, feeding the negative over the positive wouldn't help her any. Especially if she did want children. Her vision began to fish eye a bit, and she exhaled heavily through her nose.
 
Once all three had gotten relatively drunk and caught up on latest happenings around the manor, Megohime stood with a slight wobble.
“I’ve got to get back to work, still plenty left for me to do- but both of you enjoy your night..~” She waved her hand, turning to leave, figuring she should check the security cameras again.
 
"Oh, but we were having so much fun~" A pale man stood in front of her, smiling sinisterly, "I enjoyed hearing you all complaining about your significant others~"
 
Megohime froze in horror, eyes wide before her kakugan flared fully, her bikaku shooting out from behind her to spear the intruder through the skull, crouching low to steady herself.
“Shit..!” Amaya hadn’t noticed the man at all, quickly straightening up at the bar, but before she could even reach for a weapon, another pale figure grabbed her from behind by the wrist. She was quickly slammed back down against the bar, knocking over the empty cups, a pale blonde woman holding Amaya’s arm twisted firmly behind her back.
“Move and your arm will break first; and next your neck.” She spoke calmly, but there was no concern behind her words, her lifeless golden eyes looking sharply to Akihime to ensure her cooperation as well.
 
Mitsuhide used a quinque to smack her bikaku away before using the advantage of her crouching to being it down over her head like a club. Akihime didntdare move, not wanting Amaya to get hurt.
 
Megohime darted closer toward Mitsuhide to avoid the attack, raising the pistol she had retrieved from her thigh-holster when she crouched down, squeezing the trigger and firing three q-bullets into his chest.
His companion didn’t seem worried in the slightest about him, looking back down to Amaya with a frown. The albino didn’t move a muscle, holding up her other hand to show her cooperation- she was completely outmatched by the woman pinning her.
Jin pulled Amaya’s other hand behind her back, putting her wrists together so she could place zip-tie cuffs on her, tightening them firmly.
“Don’t move.” Jin ordered Amaya.
“I won’t..” Amaya said, keeping herself calm and still as she glanced to Akihime, who Jin moved around to face, producing a second pair of zip-tie cuffs from her belt.
“I’m not here to kill either one of you, cooperate so I may leave with what I’ve come for.” She stated firmly.
 
Mitsuhide took them without even flinching before smacking the gun out of her hand as hard as he could.
"That's not very fair, Megohime~"
Akihime nodded, trying to keep calm, body shaking despite herself.
 
She was fighting nausea, breaking out in an intense cold sweat, stomach cramping painfully. Megohime would have made it to a bathroom by now to vomit up the alcohol, but the intruder had delayed that, making her violently ill. She stumbled from the force of him knocking the gun from her hand, making her finally drop to her knees to vomit on the floor.
Jin moved to put Akihime’s hands behind her back as well, making sure she was securely restrained before leaving her sitting in her chair. She moved to grab Amaya, standing her up and leading her to sit at the bar beside Akihime, looking to Mitsuhide as he toyed with Megohime.
“Mitsuhide.” She called firmly.
“These three are the last ones here- deal with them how you see fit, but see to it I am not disturbed while I search for what I want. You included- keep yourself busy.” She said, turning to head toward the hallway that would take her to Masamune’s office.
Amaya didn’t recognize either one, looking to Akihime to comfort her silently.
 
Mitsuhide took a step back, looking rather disgusted that Megohime vomited, before watching Jin leave, "Take your time~ we're fine here~"
Akihime looked to Amaya, trying to keep calm as she controlled her breathing. She then glanced at her phone, trying to gauge if she could reach it to ping Yukimura.
 
The wine tasted just as horrible going down as it did coming back up, the small amount of blood mixed in doing little to mitigate how sick the alcohol made her. What was a mild poison for humans, was an even more potent poison for ghouls. The world under her swayed, making her tremble lightly from the effort of trying to remain upright.
Amaya watched the woman leave before looking back to Akihime, following her gaze down to her cellphone on the bar beside them. Mitsuhide was busy with Megohime- but was he planning on killing them all?
 
Akihime glanced at Mitsuhide as he hauled Megohime to her feet and she tried to carefully turn in her seat so she could get her phone. She kept her eyes on him, moving slowly so she wouldn't alert him.
 
Despite Megohime being painfully dizzy and unable to see very well, she swiftly drew the quinque knife tucked into her sleeve and plunged the blade deep into Mitsuhide’s left eye once with all of her strength once he pulled her up onto her feet.
When Megohime stabbed the man in the eye with the blade, Amaya was sure she had killed him, and that the situation was almost over with, only the woman remaining now.
 
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