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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Rage bloomed under Megohime’s skin, red hot and suffocating. Again and again she stabbed Akihiko in the throat, getting blood on herself and the shed around them, stopping only when her arm got tired. She took a minute to catch her breath before turning to look at Saburo, moving to stand in front of him before stabbing him in the chest. She did to him what she did to Akihiko, stabbed and stabbed until she could barely swing her arm down anymore. Each man was left a mess, their corpses weren’t clean, full of stab wounds and soaked in their own blood. Megohime was covered in their blood as well, trying to wipe her face clean, but only ending up smearing it across her face.

“Please, you’re both in the same boat.” She teased back, borrowing the house slippers from the original occupants of the house.
 
"You did great, baby..." Masamune praised from where he stood, "how do you feel?"

Sasuke laughed softly and nodded, changing into slippers as well, "Yeah, I know..." he replied, "anyway, did you need something? Or is this a personal visit?"
 
Megohime dropped the bloody shears on the ground, her breathing heavy. “Like I’m going to vomit.” She said. “I need a shower.” She did oddly feel better, like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders- she didn’t even feel guilt looking at the two dead investigators before her.

Amaya made a soft noise. “A bit of both.” She admitted. “I fear Matsunaga is planning something. I’ve heard nothing for a while now. I think he’s cutting off information from getting to me- keeping me in the dark.”
 
"Why don't you go wash, I'll take care of these two." He told her gently, bikaku swaying languidly.

Sasuke's brows furrowed gently, "Really? You haven't heard anything from him?"
 
Megohime nodded, turning to face him. Somehow she looked calmer, like how she used to before her attack. “What will you do with them?”

She shook her head. “Nothing. He’s been keeping me on standby, claims we’re hitting a slow patch in business but he’s not even trying to hide that he’s lying.”
 
"Get rid of them. Maybe make them into food. Haven't decided. But, you don't worry about that. Just go take care of yourself and I'll ve right over." He replied.

Sasuke scowled gently as he thought, "I can try and look into it myself...see what I can dig up." He would have to find Matsunaga first, and then sneak in long enough to find anything.
 
Megohime made a soft noise, stopping to think for a minute. “Would you be open to requests?” She asked softly.

“No, absolutely not.” She scowled softly. “I’m putting you in enough danger as things are right now, I’m not going to let you go waltzing into his office.”
 
“Think you can drop them off at work for me? Wouldn’t want them to miss any work.” Megohime asked cooly, a slight smirk on her face like she was pleased with herself.

“No.” She turned to face him fully. “I don’t care what you think will happen, Sasuke, that’s suicidal.”
 
Masamune shuddered hard, feeling way more aroused by her now than he did a moment ago. "Should I leave a doctor's note, too, baby...~?"

"How the fuck else are we supposed to know what he's planning?" He hissed out.
 
“No, let them explain for themselves why they’re late.” She said, not able to help the growing smirk on her face.

“We don’t, we stay the fuck out of his way and try not to get stepped on.” She said.
 
"God, I love you." He muttered, "Consider it done."

"Amaya, do you hear yourself?!" Sasuke snapped, "Dana is in no condition right now to defend anyone, what happens if Matsunaga plans to spring a trap today?! Tomorrow, even?! I need to know!"
 
“Good.” Megohime said before turning to head inside and shower, holding back laughter. She didn’t know if it was from the overwhelming situation of just killing two men, or if she was losing her sanity, but all she wanted to do was laugh.

“Then let me look.” She said. “Move everyone to the safe houses and I’ll see if I can’t find anything.”
 
Masamune personally got his hands dirty for this task, refusing any and all help offered as he unbound the corpses and hauled them off. Taking them to the CCG doorstep was suicidal, but it's what Megohime wanted. He took off with Akihiko and Saburo, humming like he was doing a daily chore, before stopping close to the headquarters. He glanced around and figured he could have a good shot of just tossing them in front of someone. So, he did; he took Saburo first into his bikaku and reeled back before throwing his body as hard as he could, watching him skid across the concrete before he did the same to Akihiko. His head cracked against the floor on impact and Masamune ducked down before anyone could see him, smirking when he heard a scream and panicked shouting. He snuck away, not wanting to risk anyone seeing him.

"I'm not having you risk your life on this, I'm going in and that's final." He stated firmly, "I don't have much to lose anyway."
 
“Oh, no yeah, you have nothing to lose. The man that’s a lone wolf and works alone.” Amaya said with a soft scowl, crossing her arms. “That’s why you’re risking your life, for nothing and no one.” Her tone was dripping with sarcasm, anger clear in her eyes.
 
“I know that you’ve been going off the deep end, acting suicidal and pretending like you don’t have a whole lot of people here that would notice if you were gone.” She said, holding eye contact with him.
 
Amaya flinched slightly at his words like he had struck her. “Is that really what you want to go with? What you think would happen?” She asked lowly.
 
“Well which is it then, we’d miss you or no?” Her tone was sharp like a knife, glaring at him as if to warn him to be careful about his next words.
 
Amaya looked disappointed, staring at Sasuke in silence for a moment longer before turning to head back toward the front door. “I’ve told you what I know, it’s time for me to go home.”
 
Amaya didn’t brush him off, turning with a heavy frown. “That’s not how this works, Sasuke. You don’t get to ask the people who love you to just stop caring. Like it or not, you have people who love and care about you, and it’s not your place to ask them to stop.”
 
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