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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

"I'll just take her as is. It's fine. A snack is a snack." Masamune replied. Shuu chuckled and waved his hand to his servants to take Megohime out of the room.
 
Megohime didn’t fight the ghoul that let her out of the room, staring numbly at the floor as they walked. So he was going to eat her after all- it didn’t really surprise her, Masamune had killed over a dozen women, what was one more. She was led to what she assumed was the front room where two more ghouls stood in wait. Though they were dressed in nice suits, they reeked of Yakuza-Masamune’s men. A sort of exchange was made as Tsukiyama’s men left her with Masamune’s, the three of them standing in silence as they waited for Masamune to arrive.
 
After a bit, Masamune came into the room quickly, shutting the doors and moving over to her quickly.
"Fuck, I was so scared," he reached to hold her but stopped himself, remembering the rule, "I was really glad I could buy your freedom, that weirdo blond had me sweating for sure."
 
It was weird seeing Masamune in a mask, he never wore one and he had never tried to hide his ghoul identity before. Megohime looked wary of Masamune, but didn’t move away. “Why did you do that? Didn’t want to share a meal with everyone else?” What was he talking about buying her freedom, wasn’t he going to eat her?
 
She only looked more confused, but now she looked like she felt bad. Megohime looked away, a soft frown on her face. “Why?” She asked quietly; no pointed or sarcastic tone, only confusion. “What do you want me to do?”
 
Megohime’s ears burned red, and she looked up at Masamune incredulously. “Wh- I am not giving you a kiss!” She hissed out, looking embarrassed.
Masamune’s men stood silently in the room behind them, neither one saying a word, nor even stealing a glance.
 
“What, just go home to your home?” She was all flustered and mad now, her scraped up face flushed red.
 
The two men both gave a nod before setting off to get something to cover Megohime up with. They returned with an expensive looking coat, which Megohime put on with a soft thank you. It was a bit big for her, but at least she was more covered up than before. “This is good enough, I just want to get out of this place.” Megohime muttered. She tried not to think about Akihime, tried not to feel like she owed Masamune for saving her; would he keep her as a pet? He talked about buying her freedom, but was she allowed to leave? She thought it better to keep her mouth shut and listen.
 
Megohime nodded, reaching out to take his hand and follow him to the door.
One of Masamune’s men had already brought the town car around and was waiting to open the car door for the two, Megohime climbing into the car.
 
the door closed behind him and then the driver got in, separated by the privacy window between them. It was weird just leaving like that, after being abducted and forced to fight for her life, now she was being driven home in an expensive car, still covered in blood.
Megohime glanced at Masamune while they sat in silence, studying his face before shifting to face him more, reaching a hand out to push his hair out of his face to see him better. Without saying anything she leaned closer, pulling him by the chin to kiss him gently.
 
Megohime closed her eyes, caressing his cheek gently before slowly pulling away. He could taste her blood, the cut on her lip still bleeding lightly, face flushed. “That’s the only thanks you’re getting for saving me.” She said softly, but he could hear her heart racing as well.
 
That only seemed to make Megohime more flustered, face absolutely steaming. “Good.” She muttered. Why was she getting so flustered over him, why did she care what he thought, he was just some criminal ghoul.
 
“I was the one who was getting the crap kicked out of me, I don’t see any reason you would’ve died.” Megohime said, crossing her arms, but she didn’t move away from Masamune.
 
She didn’t smack his hand, or try to pull away, letting him play with her hair. “If you really feel bad about it, you can make it up to me.”
 
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