#astilbethrives

send ➺ to find my muse badly wounded and bleeding after a battle.

Chuuya coughed, desperately trying not to fall over. He squinted at the ground, red dots scattered all around him. Damn it. He was coughing blood. 

It all started off as a simple mission. They knew there was a potentially dangerous Ability user there; they were prepared. The mission was a success; there weren’t even many casualties, if any. 

And then, the bastard’s Ability started to work in the last seconds of his life. It was some kind of sound manipulation, from what the redhead could understand; suddenly he, and all the people that remained on the scene were brought down to their knees, blood flowing out of their ears, eyes and noses, people retching and vomiting, their internal organs giving out. 

If not for the sudden burst of golden light; if not for Kouyou’s Golden Demon, which shot out and killed the Ability user on sight, they would all be dead by now.

Chuuya’s body finally gave out; he felt himself falling forward, only to be caught by two slim, strong arms. He looked up, eyes dazed and unfocused.

“…ma.” he managed to choke out, feeling her hands brush his hair away from his face. He bit his lip, trying to smile. “H-hey… not… dead yet.” he groaned out, trying to stay awake. 

❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE .

A frown graced his face at being told to be patient. Was he not patient enough? He had gone through the same motions for at least the hundredth time already! Just for how much longer was she going to keep him back in order to practice the tea ceremony? Then again it wasn’t like Atsushi had anything better to do.

「 Oh, Ane-san! Over here, Ane-san! 」

The fourteen-year-old waves to get the woman’s attention, drenched in blood and standing over a corpse. The poor sod must be someone the demon prodigy was instructed to ‘take care of’ and, certainly, this outcome was inevitable. Still, even covered in blood, the youthful Dazai looks alarmingly childlike from where he stands in the opposite end of the alley.

「 I wasn’t aware I would be seeing you out here, Ane-san. Are you on a job, as well? 」

⊰ He allows the closeness without a comment, waiting for her verdict like a clueless little child. No wonder, she is one of the few the red head would dare completely trust.

❝So I was right about feeling off. Highly unusual, as I don’t remember being so easily put down by a common virus. I will take a break... Though I will do that after I finish some papers.❞