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Perv!Ohma, +18 MDNI!!

CW: pantie stealing, dirty thoughts, small mentions of riding, afab, reader mentioned to have a vagina

Before meeting you, Ohma was never one to think about sex or anything that came with sex for that matter. He didn’t feel like it was important to him, not the way kicking ass and eating a good steak was. So when he met you his whole view on sex had changed. 

Thinking of things he never even thought of before, most, if not all of them gross and beyond the line of perverted. He had never thought of anyone in this way before so he wasn’t sure where all of these thoughts and needs had come from.

Especially the sickening need to steal your dirty panties from the laundry bin at your place. Smelling them, putting them in his mouth while furiously pumping his cock. He couldn’t care less about where the urge came from while he was fisting his painfully hard cock with what happened to be your cutest and most favorite pair of panties. 

Ohma just happened to know that this specific pair was your favorite, you asked him if he had seen them a few days prior to this current moment. He lied straight to your face, and he didn’t feel bad at all about it either. Sitting on the couch in the living room, feet kicked up onto your nice coffee table mindlessly surfing the tv guide for anything remotely interesting. 

Telling you he hadn’t a single idea and moved on like it was nothing. Knowing he had them in his pocket while you were standing there talking to him about them. The cutest pout on your face about your missing lingerie as you left to continue your search, even retracing your steps from when you took them off. 

Ohma smiled and kept to himself silently on the couch watching you wander from room to room looking behind and under various items of furniture and other places they might’ve gotten lost. He continued to move his eyes from the tv to you until you eventually gave up. You disappeared into the bedroom and came out wearing a clean pair of clothes, he vaguely remembers you saying something about going to the store to get stuff you needed to make dinner.

He gave a small wave of acknowledgement and waited with baited breath for you to finally leave the house. Once the door closed and he was sure the car had left, he pulled your missing panties out of his pants pocket. He made quick work to pull down his sweats. His cock sprang out once the waistband was low enough. He gave his dick a few shallow pumps, just enough to get some blood flow. He wrapped your panties around his cock and pumped himself at a steady pace. 

He threw his head back, landing on the back of the couch with his eyes closed from pleasure. His breathing started to become erratic as he continued his pace, thinking about you. Imagining you nestled securely on his dick, riding him. His pace quickened and he could feel himself getting closer to his orgasam. He started to think about your warm, wet walls and the sound of your moans. 

He finally reached his climax when he thought about you moaning his name and cumming with him. He gave a few deep grunts and came inside your panties, he pumped himself until he was sure he was done. He pulled his sweats back up and dropped your panties back into your dirty laundry hamper, just in time to hear your car pull into the driveway.

You found him sitting in the same place he was when you left as you put the groceries on the countertop, you walked over and greeted him with a small kiss to the cheek and went to put the groceries away. 

“By the way, I found that pair of panties you were missing.” His tone held slight mischief but you weren’t able to understand why.

“Oh yeah? Where were they?” He could hear you putting things in the fridge.

“They were in the hamper.”  

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Yummy Sight

CW: slightly suggestive, small ass groping mention.

It was hard to not stare at Ohma while he trained, while he fought; while he used every physical fiber of his being to make sure he won during his matches or warmed up enough to do so. The way his hair bounced in sync with the rest of his body while he moved. Or the sweat that rolled and dripped down his chiseled muscles.

The way his veins popped out from under his skin, especially in his hands and his arms. God how you wished for one of his hands to be wrapped around your neck, or holding both of your hands in only one of his bigger ones. 

One of the best sights you’ve probably ever seen is your boyfriend in his grey training sweats and a hoodie on as he gets ready to train for the day. Standing a few feet away from him, making quiet conversation with Kaede about his upcoming matches in the next few days. You watch him and Kazuo interact, his hands in his pockets while he does very little to seem interested in what Kazuo has to say. 

He turns his head and catches you staring, he looks you up and down very noticeably and gives a slight smirk to himself and turns back to the rambling conversation. You swallow thickly and start to feel your mouth salivate a little. Kaede notices you no longer paying attention to the conversation and huffs a little with annoyance.

“Are you ever going at stop acting like a girl in grade school with a crush? He’s your boyfriend after all.” She pops her hip out and puts her hand on it, looking at you while scoffing. You give a small laugh and shake your head.

“I can’t help that he makes me feel all giggly when he looks at me like that.” You start to make your way to a chair over by the wall where you and Kaede sit and wait for him and Kazuo can finish talking and Ohma to start training. 

It was no more than 5 minutes later when Kazuo made his way to you and Kaede to let Ohma do his thing. Watching Ohma throw kicks and punches and run laps, you tried your best to nonchalantly cross your legs to get a bit of friction to ease the dull ache from between your legs. 

He eventually threw off his hoodie after it got too hot and became borderline soaked with his sweat. The ache became stronger as you really zoned in on how his muscles flexed, glistening with a sheen of sweat under the lights. After about an hour of making conversation with Kaede and Kazuo over various things involving other fighters and Ohma, your boyfriend came over. 

Panting and wiping sweat from his brow he grabbed a bottle of water that Kaede handed him and guzzled it down. 

“I’m hungry, let's go get something to eat.” He grabbed the hoodie from the floor where he threw it at you and put it on. Kaede and Kazuo lead the 4 of you to the door. Ohma followed behind you silently, when the other 2 adults were far enough ahead Ohma came up beside you and grabbed a hearty handful of your ass. 

You gasped and smacked Ohma on the chest, silently cursing him out for doing that while in public. Ohma only gave your cheek another squeeze and laughed.

“Don’t act like you were giving me your ‘fuck me’ eyes while I was training. You’re not very good at hiding it.” He put his hands back into his pockets and continued walking, noticing you swallowing hard again. 

He leaned down to whisper in your ear lowly enough for only you to hear, “maybe if you’re good while we eat I’ll give you what you’ve been after when we get back home.”

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It Isn't That Bad

CW: slight angst-nothing too sad, fluff

Standing off to the sidelines watching Ohma take hit after hit, kicks flying straight to his forearms and legs. You bite your nails from anxiety while Kazuo stands next to you and shouts encouragement so hard that the veins pop out under the skin of his neck.

He throws a nasty right hook straight to the other guys cheek, blood pouring out from where his knuckles connected to the skin and bone of his opponent. Cringing to yourself you cheer for your lover hoping to keep him going. He snaps his leg up and connects to the other man's ribs so hard you and Kazuo could hear his ribs crunching from where you stood.

Ohma reaches and connects his hands around the man's neck and proceeds to pound knee kick after knee kick to his guts and sternum, hard enough for him to cough up blood. Ohma lets go and bounces back and away, giving space between the two of them. Watching and waiting to see what the man will do next. He collapses to his knees and falls forward face first onto the ground. 

The ref raises his hand and announces the match over. You and Kazuo cheer with excitement, Kazuo grabs you into a hug and you both bounce and cheer. Ohma stumbles over to where the two of you stand and you immediately break from the hug and run over to hug your boyfriend.

His skin is borderline slimy from his sweat and blood as you grasp him tightly in an embrace. He wraps his right arm around you in his form of a hug, you break from the hug and grab his hands to inspect them. You sigh at the sight of his already bruising knuckles, the skin cracked open and dripping blood onto the floor. 

“Let's go get you cleaned up and then we can get something to eat.” you smiled sweetly up at him considering the anxious look on your face didn’t match your tone. He grunted in response and followed you back to the locker room. 

You walk besides Ohma as he slightly stumbles to the locker room, when you get to the door you hold it open for him and he walks through. You sit him down on one of the benches in the middle of the room and immediately find a first aid kit in a closet. 

“I don’t think a bandaid is gonna help Y/N.” His tone was snarky and sarcastic, but he watched you walk over with the first aid anyway. 

“Well I’m not gonna let you sit and bleed all over the floor either. It’s gross.” You rummage through the stuff in the kit until you find what you’re looking for; a roll of bandages, gauze, alcohol pads and triple antibiotic ointment

He doesn’t have a comeback for your statement but let’s you grab his hand and get to work on his knuckles, you use the alcohol pads to wipe away the fresh and dried blood. Next you apply the triple antibiotic ointment to each one of his open knuckles, you place a thing of gauze padding to the knuckles. You tell him to hold the pads with the palm of his other hand, you grab the roll of gauze bandaging and open it. 

You place the beginning piece to one side of his knuckles and start to wrap around his knuckles enough for it to stay in place without him needing to hold it anymore. You wrap his knuckles tightly, but not too tight; enough for him to make a fist comfortably. 

You begin to do the same to his other hand, all while you begin the process again he sits and stares at you. Taking in your facial features, the way your hair falls and frames your face. How gently you hold his hands, how your fingertips dance across his skin. The fact that you take extra care to be as gentle as you can. No one has ever gone to take such consideration for how he feels. He finishes his thought and focuses back onto you when he sees you finished. He makes a fist with both of his hands. 

“How’s that feel? It’s not too tight is it?” You start to put the various supplies back into the brightly colored box. 

“It’s fine. You didn’t have to do that y’know. They would’ve healed and been fine in a few days from now. I’ve had worse before.” He doesn’t make a move to get off the bench, but instead watches you finish putting things away and get up to put the box back in the cabinet you got it from. 

You sigh and sit back down next to him, you place a hand on his knee lightly, you don’t say anything for a few seconds. You just sit next to him like that and he lets you. 

“Look Ohma, I know I don’t have to do anything to help you out, or bandage you up. Hell half the time I think that you’re going to tell me to get lost and leave it alone. But being with you means this is just as much my life now as it is yours, therefore as your girlfriend it’s my job to help you out. You don’t have to do it alone anymore, you have me and Kazuo and Kaede even.” You moved your hand from his knee to one of his hands, as gently as you could hold it. 

He only grunts in response, not really in the mood to be sentimental. All he wants is a shower and a big juicy steak. You get up and grab a washcloth from a shelf where the towels sat, you walked over to the faucet and turned on the warm water. You stuck the washcloth under it and made sure it was warm enough, when you decided it was, you rang out the cloth. You held it out to Ohma, he didn’t move to take it from you.

You stood in front of him, he spread his knees enough for you to get between them. You took the cloth and began to gently wipe and scrub away at the blood on his forehead and face. He took his hands and put them on both sides of your hips. He sat there like that until you were finished, you walked over and put the cloth in the dirty towels bin and came back. 

“Take a shower and put on some clean clothes, you stink and I’m starving.” You gave him a small kiss on the top of his head and walked out of the locker room, leaving Ohma to sit there.

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+18 MDNI!! Smut (oral both receiving)

It was nothing unusual for your Kengan fighter brother to bring his fighting buddies and partners over before or after his matches. None of them really worth your time and attention. But this time, this one was different.

Brothers best friend!Ohma who walks into your house trailing behind your brother and immediately stops to look around for food in the fridge

Brothers best friend!Ohma who only grunts In acknowledgement when your brother introduces you, but also catches himself staring a little too long at you. Noticing how you do the same for him

Brothers best friend!Ohma who finds himself asking your brother to come over more and more often. Claiming it’s all for sparring and training purposes. Not because he’s trying to secretly spend more time with you without being suspicious

Brothers best friend!Ohma who let’s his hands linger longer and longer each time you pass each other something and touch finger tips

Brothers best friend!Ohma who sits in his own room thinking about how he feels for you, trying to deny that he has feelings but just can’t for some odd reason

Brothers best friend!Ohma who realizes that no one has ever taken so much thought and consideration into how he feels. No one’s ever offered to share food the way you do. And everyone who knows him, knows that the way to his heart really is through his stomach

Brothers best friend!Ohma who knocks on your window late one night and asks if you wanna go on a walk with him and gets excited when you agree. But puts on his normal stoic expression and waits for you to climb through the window

Brothers best friend!Ohma who gives you his jacket when he notices you start to shiver and rub your arms for warmth. Who finds and bench at a nearby park and sits you down.

Brothers best friend!Ohma who opens up to you about stuff he doesn’t really tell anyone else and he isn’t quite sure why he feels so comfortable with you.

Brothers best friend!Ohma who leans in and kisses you after you put a hand on his arm and comfort him

Brothers best friend!Ohma who brings you home and tells you that he would like to see you again, who gets excited again when you agree

Brothers best friend!Ohma who ends up taking you on rides on the motorcycle no one knew he had. He gives you a spare helmet that fits perfectly. Wraps your arms around his waist probably tighter than you needed to but didn’t tell you that.

Brothers best friend!Ohma who eventually ends up with you sitting sideways on the back of his bike with your legs spread over his shoulders as he eats you out like a starved and crazed man.

Brothers best friend!Ohma who makes you cum harder than you ever have before, not expecting you to get on your knees and return the favor

Brothers best friend!Ohma who cums harder than he ever has just from the sight of your tears running down your face as you gag and choke on his cock. Struggling to take it all.

Brothers best friend!Ohma who helps you up off the ground and wipes your tears off your cheeks and smiles when you smile at him first

Brothers best friend!Ohma who tells you not to tell your brother. And you agree, not wanting your brother to tell ohma not to see you anymore

Brothers best friend!Ohma who keeps your relationship a secret for a good 6 months without your brother finding out, until you both accidentally let it slip that you were seeing each other. Your brother was hesitant at first but gave up knowing there was nothing he could do to stop how you felt

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Me remembering that one fic that I liked so much but now I can’t reread it anymore for shits and giggles because it got deleted/the author deleted it.

Kengan Omega One shot series (1) : Learning to get along

Hi again ! Here’e the 1st one shot ! Don’t forget all one-shots are connected so they are meant to be read in chronological order. If you missed the introduction chapter, you can read it here. Enjoy !

"It's so hot today...", complained Yamashita, as sweaty as ever, his legs shaking from the effort, mentally cursing himself for having the idea to go out during afternoon, right when the sun's at his brightest. - "Yeaahh... so hot... I feel like I'm going to melt...", agreed (Y/n) as she took off her suit's jacket to tie it around her waist.

The duo was on their way to the SJPW training ground. Yamashita absolutely wanted to introduce the girl to the pro westlers. He thought she would feel comfortable easily around them and that was the occasion for her to meet more fighters and see how they live.

"Here we are !", exclaimed Yamashita, relieved to finally be sheltered from the deadly sunlight. "Let's go in !" - "Yeah !", agreed the girl with the same enthousiasm.

A wave of cool air made its way to their skin as soon as they entered the building. They both let a sight of relief, enjoying the fleeting feeling as much as possible. However, their entry was immediatly noticed by a very muscular man with dreads.

'He's huge !', thought (Y/n), both impressed and slighty panicked. She looked up at his toothy smile from her 165 centimeters height. He seemed friendly and intimidating at the same time.

"Mister Yamashita ! What a surprise !", yelled the big guy, which didn't let (Y/n) indifferent. - "Hi Sekibayashi ! Hope you are doing well ! How is Koga doing ?", answered the CEO with a smile.

'Wait, Koga ? The guy from yesterday ?! He is here ?!', screamed (Y/n) internally as she remembered how intimidating he was to her previously.

"See for yourself !", laughed Sekibayashi as he pointed to the crowd of men working out behind him. (Y/n) was looking at them in owe. 'They seem to work so hard... Some of them are even of the verge of fainting ! They are crazy ...!'

She finally spotted Koga. 'He seems to handle it well.', she commented to herself, with a small smile.

"And who is this little girl ?", asked Sekibayashi, intrigued by the new girl's presence. - "She is the new secretary for Yamashita Trading Co., (Y/n) (L/n) !" - "N-Nice to meet you ! You can call me my first name ! I mean... if you want to, of course...", she answered with a nervous voice the westler couldn’t not notice.

He looked a bit surprised first but his signature grin didn't wait to show up once more. "No need to be nervous, (Y/n) ! You are a part of the family now !", he said as he lifted her up in the air like she weighted nothing.

"W-Woah...!"

The sudden action made her let escape a sound of surprise. She could see the whole training ground from a better view now. Every eyes were on her. Her face started to burn just like when she was walking under the sunlight earlier. She just wanted to dig a hole and never come out but she couldn't run away so she decided to act instead.

"H-Hi everyone !", she yelled to the silent crowd with a very nervous smile and a wave of her hand.

A general laugh surrounded all the building. She noticed Koga looking at her, sweatdropping.

'Are they making fun of me... ? Not surprising, I was ridiculous as fuck here...'

Sekibayashi put her down and gently patted her head as he smiled down at her. "Don't worry, they just think you are very funny !" - "I-If you say so...", the girl muttered.

"Okay that's all for now ! Take some rest, you all !"

The sweating crowd dispersed in all the building, making it look way wider and more spacious than it already did. Everyone was taking a little rest.

Everyone but Koga.

"Hey Seki, can I do some shadow boxing while I wait to go up ?", he asked, wiping some sweat from his face. - "Oh ? Sure !", answered the giant wrestler, a bit taken aback, "That's fine by me..."

"He's still going on ?!", thought (Y/n) aloud, not able to contain her surprise. - "He's far more tough than when I was a rookie.", commented a voice from behind her.

(Y/n) turned around, surprised by the sudden voice apparition.

"Hi, I'm Kurachi Karugo. And this weird masked guy is José. Nice to meet you!", he greeted with a smile. The intimited girl bowed after she introduced herself. - "Who are you calling "weird", you viejo ?", started the masked guy, angrily.

"Koga is very strong, isn't he ?", the rookie secretary asked abruptly. She wondered how strong the young man was compared to all those imposant guys around her. - "Well, he just started his training with us, but there is no room for doubt in his talent."

'So he has still a long road to go, huh ? He will certainly make it if they talk about him like that... Don't give up Koga !', she tought with a determined smile on her face.

"What a shame", started a familiar voice, "You are letting it all go to waste."

The sudden intervention interpelled everyone's intention in the building.

'Ryuki ?! I didn't even notice him here !'

"What did you just said ? What am I letting go to waste ?", asked Koga, unfazed by Ryuki's rude comment. - "I'm telling you, this is a waste. You are never going to become a fighter, no matter how long you do this crap."

"Ryuki ?! Where's this coming from ?!", yelled Yamashita, obviously startled by Ryuki's behavior. (Y/n)'s anger was growing more and more.

'How dare he insults him and all the efforts he puts into his training ?!'

"I'm only calling it a waste because it is. What's wrong with that ?", Ryuki asked as he looked at Yamashita, "Would it be better if I didn't say anything at all ? What is Koga doing this for anyway ?"

Koga looked at Ryuki with obvious dismay everyone could notice easily. (Y/n) couldn't shut her mouth anymore.

"What are you talking about ?!", she started angrily, earning everybody’s attention in no time ,"How dare you denigrate all the effort he is putting in to become stronger ? Do you think it's easy ? Don't you have any manners ?"

She looked at Ryuki dead in the eye. He still seemed unfazed like usual, as if he said nothing. Koga, on the contrary was visibly shaken up and touched by her intervention. A very uncomfortable silence followed, as both (Y/n) and Ryuki glared at each other.

José suddenly stepped in. He exchanged a brief glance with the girl as if he thanked her silently before walking to Ryuki.

" 'A waste ?' 'This crap' ?" I'm not gonna let that slide. You're dissing pro wrestling, aren't you ? Get in the ring.", he commanded, dryly.

'A fight ? I don't want them to physically fight over this !', panicked (Y/n), her anger suddenly dropping.

"Mister José !", she tried, "I-" - "Don't waste your time, he is not going to reconsider his decision.", Sekibayashi cut her off, "Damn, José acting all immature..." - "Well, he is a pro wrestling fanatic, after all.", added Kurachi like it was nothing.

'I hope they won't seriously hurt each other...', (Y/n) was angry to Ryuki but she didn't want him to get hurt, though.

The fight went on under everyone's eyes. Ryuki finally aimed a powerful punch into José stomach. But that's wasn't enough to take him down. The masked wrestler took a fighting stance, ready to charge.

"José !", interrumpted Sekibayashi angrily, "You're fighting in the main event tomorrow, remember ?!"

The fight got shortened, thanks to Sekibayashi's help. (Y/n) and Yamashita both sighed in relief.

"You sure got some guts, little girl.", grinned Sekibayashi as he ruffled her black hair gently, "Wasn't expecting that from you." - "When I get angry I just can't control myself, sorry.", she apologized, trying to restyle her hair as much as possible. - "Don't apologize for that !", he laughed, "We love people with guts here !"

(Y/n) could only smile warmly at that. "Thanks, I appreciate the compliment."

"Listen, everyone ! Put all you've got in the sparrings ! You will be recompensed by a very nutritious diner !"

The crowd agreed in unison before taking place to start their sparring exercises.

"Are you going to prepare diner for all of them ?", asked (Y/n), surprised. - "Of course ! The SJPW's curry is legendary ! They have to eat well and a lot to grow strong !" - "Do you mind if I help you out?" - "Not at all ! That would be very much appreciated ! Preparing a dish for that amount of people isn't easy !"

(Y/n) stayed at Sekibayashi's side during the whole curry's preparation. The young secretary asked questions about fighting, wrestling and even nutrition. The wrestler was enjoying her curiosity and her presence a lot, actually. Diner time was about to come. Sekibayashi asked (Y/n) to set the giant tables they had to host all the pupils. She accepted with a smile; it made her feel happy to be useful to people. When she finished her task, she called out to the disciples' attention.

"Diner's ready, guys !"

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Everyone was now sitting and enjoying the famous SJPW's curry. 'It's so good !!’, thought (Y/n) as she brang another full spoon into her mouth. She didn't even notice José sitting beside her.

"Where's Koga ?", suddenly asked Sekibayashi, worried as he turned his head everywhere in order to find the blonde. - "He is still in the dojo.", calmly answered José, making (Y/n) aware of his presence, "Don't worry, I taught him how to lock up."

'Is he still upset about today...?', wondered Sekibayashi, even more worried.

"I bet he is hungry after all that training !", exclaimed (Y/n) happily, a spoon and an empty plate in her hands. Once the rice and curry was almost spilling out of it, she walked to Sekibayashi.

"Sekibayashi !"

The wrestler looked at the smiling girl, intrigued by her sudden entousiasm. "Do you need something, (Y/n) ?"

"Can you show me where is the dojo Mister José talked about, please ?" - "Yeah, sure ! I was going to see what's Koga doing anyway. Is this plate for him ?", he pointed at the over-fullfilled plate in her hands. - "Yeah ! I thought he must be really hungry so I wanted to give him this." - "Ahahaha ! Young's love !", laughed Sekibayashi as loud as ever, making the young girl's face turning red in an instant. - "C-cut it out ! That's not like this !!" - "I'm joking, (y/n)~", he reassured playfully, patting her head gently.

(Y/n) pouted as she followed Sekibayashi closely.

"Here we are !"

They could see the dojo's light turned on from the high window. The huge wrester could easily look at that window, but the young girl couldn't even reach it with her hands.

"Need some help ?", he asked with a grin. - "Yeah, please...", she muttered, a bit ashamed by her small height. She put the plate aside as she watched through the window. She saw Ryuki drawing some circles on the floor before showing, she assumed, a sort of footwork exercise. 'He's moving so fast but in a very strange way...'.

Koga then reproduced it with a grin on his face. However, his proud state was easily broke by something Ryuki pointed to him as he took a bite of some rice ball he got in his hand.

'Ryuki is training Koga !', conclued (Y/n), her eyes sparking in realisation. "He doesn't seem to be a bad guy finally... He just really lack some tact. And seems very honest also...", she spoked her mind aloud. - "Indeed", nodded Sekibayashi as he put (Y/n) on the ground gently, "Are you not bringing him his plate of food ?". She shaked her head before taking the food back in her hands, "They are busy right now, I'll come again later !" - "I see !", grinned the pro wrestler, "Let's go back to the main building." - "Yeah, let's go !"

(Y/n) waited and waited but still no sign of Koga. She was one of the few people still remaining in the building at the moment. Sekibayashi walked to the table she was sitting at, the plate in front of her.

"It's getting late, you should go home (Y/n)." - "Koga still in the dojo, so I'll wait."

Her answer made him surprised but he didn't show it. "I see... Then, do you mind if I give you one of the building keys ? Just make sure you close it before leaving !" - "W-What ?! Seriously ? Do you trust me that much already ? I mean that's an important task and all-" - "Just take it.", he interrupted, putting the key on the table, just in front of her, "Oh and by the way, there is a microwave here if you want to heat it up." - "Thank you so much ! You're the best !", she thanked warmly with a smile.

Sekibayashi ruffled her hair gently before taking his way out.

"I hope to see you tomorrow, too ! Be careful on your way home !", he waved, his back at her. - "Yeah, don't worry. Good night, Sekibayashi ! And thanks again !"

(Y/n) decided to wait Koga just in front of the dojo to make sure he doesn't directy go home after his work out. The night wind was really pleasant everytime it touched her skin or made it's way through her pitch black hair. Her red elastic danced along with her high ponytail's strands of hair.

She passed around twenty minutes on her phone before the dojo's door opened only to reveal Ryuki's thinking face. Her presence remained unnoticed by him before she spoke up ironically, a bit vexed he didn't notice her.

"Hi there !"

Ryuuki looked up lazily at her sitting form. "Hi. What are you doing here this late ?" - "Waiting for Koga." - "Oh, I see.", he simply answered, now looking up at the night sky, absently.

An uncomfortable silence followed the small interaction, during which she noticed Ryuki's actually shirtless. She already saw him when he was sparring with José but he wasn't that close ! It made her blush in embarassment for thinking about that so seriously. But (Y/n) needed to say something important to her, so she gathered all her courage and went on.

"Hum... I...", she tried, her eyes focused on her nervously playing hands.

Ryuki looked back at her, curious.

"I just wanted to apologize for what I said to you earlier. You actually cared for Koga, I just was too stupid to understand it. I'm sorry..." - "Oh yeah ! I remember now !"

The young woman finally lifted her gaze to him, taken aback. 'H-He forgot ?'

"You didn’t need to apologize for that, but I appreciate you did.", he stated with his usual non-caring tone. - "T-Thanks I guess..."

Ryuki nodded at her before taking his leave, without a word.

'Still as polite as always...', she sighed internally before getting up to the door.

"Koga... ?", she hesitantly asked as she slowly opened the door.

She was welcomed by the young man's sweaty bare back. He was currently sitting on the floor, trying to catch his breath. 'Oh no, he's shirtless too !', she internally screamed as he turned his head to her.

"Are you okay ?", she asked with genuine worry as she approached him slowly. - "Y-Yeah...", he managed to answer between two breaths, "J-Just gimme a sec..." - "Oh, okay."

A brief silence followed before she continued. "I saved you a plate of food if you are hungry. I will be waiting at a table, so you can maybe take a shower and all ?" - "Yeah... thanks..." - "Don't make me wait too much, okay ?", she joked awkwardly before taking her leave, feeling completly ridiculous afterwards. If only she could have seen Koga slightly grinning at her tone.

(Y/n) happily made her way back to the main building. She couldn't wait to see him enjoying his meal. Seeing people happy like that always made her heart warm. She lived for these moments.

She immediatly put the plate of food into the microwave as soon as she entered in. Then picked it from the warming device and put it on the table, across from the spoon she also saved for him, then waited.

Koga came back not long after she left. He was now dressed like he used to the first time she encountered him. She realized she really like his blue baseball jacket.

"Thanks for saving me a plate, I'm so hungry right now.", he started as he took a sit in front of her. 'I-In front of me ?! Way to awkward... !!' - "Y-You're welcome !", she answered, a bit stressed out, "I-I thought you would certainly be hungry after all that training..."

Koga only looked at her suspiciously as he started to eat his meal. 'She is way too kind, that's weird. She must be hiding something.'

'Why is he staring at me like that ? Did I say something weird ?'

His green gaze only hardened at her visibly panicked self.

"Can you stop looking at me like that ? I feel like I did something wrong !", she let out, unable to ignore it anymore. - "I just thought you were way too kind to me for someone I just met.", he admitted, taking another full spoon of curry. - "Heh ?", she continued, startled by his answer, "What's wrong with being kind ?" - "I don't know. It's just that people usually don't act like this without having some shitty idea in mind." - "Indeed, I see what you are talking about. But I'm not thinking about something "shitty" at the moment, no need to worry.", she smiled at him, making him blush slightly. - "If you say so...", he finished, avoiding her gaze by looking at his now half-filled plate.

After this, (Y/n) asked him how his training went and learned it was actually his first day of training with Sekibayashi and co. She immediatly complimented him about how well he did which made him grin proudly. He then told her about his training time with Ryuki. (Y/n) acted like she didn't know Ryuki helped him. Koga thanked again the girl in front of him as he finished his dinner. They decided to go head home right away since it was already late.

"So, where do you live ?", asked Koga, walking across the girl. - "Not so far from the Yamashita Trading Co.'s office. You ?" - "I'm living with Yamashita, his son and Ryuki, actually." - "Really ?!" - "Yeah, he offered me to stay since I had nowhere to go around here. Same for Ryuki. Yamashita is such a nice guy." - "I agree ! And he's so nice to be around !", exclaimed (Y/n) with a smile, "Does he lives far from the office ?" - "Not at all. It's only a 10 minutes walk away from it, I think ?" - "Hum, I see ! Oh, here we are !"

The Yamashita Trading co.'s office was just meters from them now. (Y/n) ran straight to her motorcycle, checking for any scratching. She sighed in relief as she noticed nothing missing or damaged. Koga walked to her, dumbfounded.

"Is it yours ??" - "Yeah, you like it ?" - "I do. It looks cool.", he admitted, looking away from her.

(Y/n) giggled at his behavior. "Do you mind if I ride you home ?", she proposed, "I always have a second helmet in store so don't worry !" - "Really ?!", Koga asked, eyes filled with excitation, "That would be so cool !"

The young woman smiled at his impatience as she took her two helmets from the little trunk under her seat. She handed one to Koga who gladly put it on.

She was now sitting on her motorcycle, waiting for Koga to sit behind her. "Are you coming or what ?" - "Oh yeah, sorry !"

He quickly took his sit as he awkwardly looked at her waist. 'It would make this very awkward, isn't it ?'

(Y/n) looked at him from aside, now understanding why he was taking so long. "There is some kind of metal bar you can hold on just behind you.", she informed, secretly glad he didn't try to hold onto her waist. - "Oh, thanks...", he awkwardly answered, "You can go ahead, I will show you where to turn at when needed." - "Okay ! Let's go !"

The ride only lasted a few minutes but (Y/n) could feel Koga liked it. He suddenly pointed to the house on his right. 'So this is Mister Yamashita's house. Pretty casual for a CEO if you ask me...'

"Thanks a lot, that was a really cool ride.", Koga thanked her as he put off his helmet and stood up from the two wheels engine. - "The pleasure was mine.", smiled (Y/n) as she took the helmet from him, "Sleep well, you need a lot of rest to be able to train well tomorrow."

Her comment made him grin as he gave her a thumbs up, "Don't worry, I got this ! See ya !"

She waved at him silently before taking her leave. She thought about how fast they got along today. She didn't regret waiting for him that night. 

Not at all.