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Never Again | Eisuke

mjsuhdskmnxjhuosfjdkmj i havent wrote a fic in so long

tagging: @bat-yo-us

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If it’s for her, I’m willing to die.

So, why? Why aren’t I the one in pain?

Several threat letters came flooding to Eisuke’s hotel. Normally, he would scoff at such ill-written letters. Brushing them off as envious beings who just wanted the thing he could care less about, money. This time however, this time was different. They all had one thing in common. Instead of targeting his money, they now targeted his most prized gift, her.

“They have some nerve..” Eisuke muttered to himself as he flipped through the letters. Each one of them saying hazardous phrases like “Butcher her” or “We’ll kill her in front of you”. It petrified him. So much that his body ran cold just thinking about not being able to envelop the warmth he had gotten so used to.

“Boss, lighten up.” Baba’s voice barely entered his hazed reality. “We won’t let anything happen to her. Right?”

Baba looked around the room for affirmation and they all nodded.

“This isn’t the first death letter you’ve got.” Mamoru’s breathed his last smoke in between his words and then continued to rub the cigarette stub into the pan harshly. “Take it easy.”

That was the last thing they said before Eisuke got up, wiping his pale face and replacing it with his usual scowl.

“I don’t know what the hell you think you’re talking about. You think I’m scared? Please. I wouldn’t let anyone lay a finger on her.” He crumbled the letters in his hands and disposed of them in the garbage. They we’re right. He needed to take it easy if he wanted to set his mind straight and protect her properly.

“Excuse me..” Her enchanting voice came peeking through the elevator door. Just the sight of her gentle expression caused a shockwave of emotions through his heart. She was safe for now, but for how much longer?

“I’m here to clean and well..I brought a guest.” An unfamiliar man shadowed behind her, wearing a worker uniform just like the rest of the employees. The timing of the letters and the man standing before him seemed perfect. Too perfect. The other bidders seemed to catch on to the scenario as well. Scowering inside their jackets and pants for some of weapon to defend themselves and also Eisuke’s woman.

“Who gave you permission to bring some one else up here? Especially a man.” Eisuke tried to conceal the concern in his voice by striking a deep rumbling chord in his throat.

“He’s new and I have to monitor him for a day. P-Please don’t send him away! I really need to teach him!” She coward against Eisuke’s overwhelming demeanor, ducking her head back into her chest.

“If he’s hired at MY hotel he should already be above regular standards. Why does he need someone to monitor him? Come here now.” Nodding slightly she started to pace forward, only to be drawn back to her position by a brute force.

“What the- AAH?!” Her bewilderment was slashed short by a frigid feeling on the base of her neck. Reacting to the eerie sound of the blade, Soryu and Mamoru aimed their guns precisely on the mans head. A knife, a simple kitchen tool threatening to end her life at any moment taunted at Eisuke, resulting in his blood turning gelid like the weapon.

“Move a muscle and you’re dead.” His words were dry, steadily vacating themselves from his tongue.

“Pfft..” The man chuckled underneath his breath. A monstrous grin being lifted upon his face. “If your little..” He paused, furthering the knife to her throat, “Henchmen’s decide not to put their guns down, I’ll slit her throat right here.”

“What do you want? Hah, you go as low to threaten me with my woman, it must be something really important.” Eisuke motioned his hands for them to lighten their aim of fire.

“You.”

The word hung damply in the air.

“Me?”

“Yes. I knew if I threatened something you actually cared about, you’d be more..cooperative. And you know what I want? I want you to let me kill you. Then I’ll let her go. Or..” The blade finally pierced her skin, a thin line of blood following from it.

“Ngh!” She whimpered in pain, struggling fiercely to escape his strict imprisonment.

“I’ll kill her. So? What will it be?” His eyes secured themselves on Eisuke’s, beckoning him to make the wrong move.

“Fine. Let her go.”

“Eisuke!” All the bidders desperately vociferated at him, demanding him to stop. That meant nothing to him

“No! Eisuke, please! Run away!” Tears streamed down her cheeks as she wailed. As much as it pained him to see her crying, it pained him more to think she would die before him.

“Excellent.” Immediately, he casted her violently on the ground.

The knife now pointed perilously at Eisuke.

This was it. The end of Eisuke Ichinomiya.

Distance between him and the blade shortened.

“Eisuke!”

It was a good life. He fastened his eyes shut, patiently waiting his death

“EISUKE!!”

The sound of flesh being torn open reverberated through the air. The throbbing ache he should of felt however, never came.

He opened his eyes. All he saw was her, her standing in front of him.

“Damn you!” The man bitterly sliced the knife out of her stomach and flicked the blood on the floor.

No..This wasn’t happening.

A single gunshot attended to his dismay, leaving him the man dead.

Only silence followed. No words could describe the air in the room as they watched her body fall limply onto the ground.

“NO!” Eisuke frantically seized her body up into his arms, watching the blood fall helplessly all over the carpet.

“No..wake up! Wake up! Soryu! Ota! ANYONE! Call an ambulance! No..No..” Tears dripped onto her face, leaving then streaks of a mixture of blood and water as they traveled down the side of her cheeks. As his tears fell, a weak smile brilliantly displayed on her bloodied face.

“Thank goodness..You aren’t hurt..”

The last words she spoke for that day reminded Eisuke of one thing.

How precious life is. And especially, how precious her life is..

Some Time Later..

Her eyelashes fluttered softly in the morning breeze that swept through their bed. This feeling of his beloved being captivated in his arms and breathing steadily seemed so distant a few weeks ago. 

“Mmm..Good morning, Eisuke.” Her unimpeachable eyes stared longingly into his, her reflection being mirrored by his gaze. This moment was suppose to be precious, but it only reminded him of the way that man..no..that monster looked at him when he nearly took her life. Never would he ever let the scene that unfolded in front of him occur again. 

“Good morning..” Eisuke planted a sweet kiss upon her lips, outlining the shape of them with his tongue. Answering to his action with her cheeks flushing red she perched herself up, rotating herself so that her back was turned to him. 

“Want some coffee?” After their playful time she rose up, sweeping her hair to the front of her chest. 

“No. Stay here.” Grabbing her by the waist he tug her down, rubbing his face gently behind her back. “You’re not getting up till I go with you.” 

“Eisuke..I’ll be fin- Ooh!” His hands skillfully relocated her position to be underneath of him. The sight of her body alone caused his heart to painfully jolt with pleasure. This..This figure belonged to him and him alone. Eisuke started to roughly kiss her chest, traveling his desire down to where the scar she had obtained was. 

“D-Don’t kiss it! It’s gross!” She shielded her cicatrix, her scar, with her hands. The one thing she was ashamed about was this. A “horrible blemish” she would call it. To Eisuke however, it showed him how much she truly loved him. 

“Take your hands away.” His hands affixed her arms above her head. Again he started to kiss the mark, now sucking harshly on it.

“Hnn..Eisuke..” Small noises crept out of her throat making Eisuke more excited.

“You’re perfect. And I promise you...I’ll never let you out of my sights again.