Titania

BUT GOD, he wished he could stay here a little longer just to feel her touch over his body that was littered in her scratches and teeth marks. Over his arms, pecks and even his abs.

"C'mon lets get ya dressed so she doesn't see how ya got in a 'fight' with a gorgeous woman and lost~"

HE hated this question..everyone had such aspirations and high hopes. Even that moron Kuwbara had a dream for himself, a career that he wants to follow. But then the question hits him ‘what does Urameshi Yusuke want to do in his future?’ The sincerest answer would simply be to tell her that he was a mess. There were countless voices filling the silence in his head with wishes of their own such as ‘You’re nothing but a troublemaker.’ ‘you’re going to end up worse off than your whore mother because at she she has something people want’ ‘save yourself the trouble and just kill yourself now’ Then there was one he recognized all too well buzzing around in his mind ‘trash like you should have no aspirations, you’ll amount to nothing’ Then his own voice crying out for supremacy, telling all of those voices to just shut up. “Heh, don’t know what t’ tell ya glamazon, head’s empty right now.” He said dismissively as he made his way towards the roof. Though there was still a part of him..probably a very minuscule part who's grateful for the hope she tried to instill in him.

She could see it in his eyes, the conflict that she was all too familiar with while growing up without her parents. She couldn't imagine what he was going through, but she wanted him to know not everyone in the world was out to get him. Before he could leave her office to sneak off to the roof, she grabs him by his wrist and pull him in for a tight hug. "That's ok, you don't have know right now. Yer still young. It may be tough now but things will get better so long as you keep moving forward." She gave his head one final pat before she finally lets him go. "Just try and keep that in mind for me ok?"

I'm here. I've got you. Just rest. Everything else can wait.

Ugh..the thought of eating a person..He remembered what happened to her. The minute the meat was swallowed, she was never the same. It made her stronger but accelerated her evolution to the point she couldn’t keep anything else that wasn’t a person down. “Fine..I’ll take the peaches..but this just means we gotta wake up earlier tomorrow.” Ugh what a sentence..and here he was wanting to crack her back for the night.

"Early? But Yuuusuke.... You know I have such a hard time sleeping on my own." She gives him a small pout, an expression she doesn't wear too often unless it was to rile him up. "If we're getting up early you'll let me share the bed with you won't you? I'd feel much safer next to you~" It was rich coming from the half zombie who could pacify and control other zombies, but that didn't stop her from playing into his need to feel strong and needed.

He closes his eyes as she reaches to ruffle his hair even further. "Because it's about time I win one, hell I told my neighbor..or promised her really that I'd win it this year for sure. I got info about the theme and it's based off international culture. I've already grabbed the ingredients I needed." Not to mention there's someone specific Yusuke wanted to beat once and for all..a rival of sorts. It's a good thing dessert isn't on the menu." He said as he gently pressed her breast. "These melons would've made me a good treat."

"Huh???" Wait was seriously because he just wanted to win? He was actually a lot more simple minded than she thought. Weren't men in his position supposed to be ambitious and scheming? "Hey! Keep the sexual harassment in check, if we're gonna be actin' as civilians I wont hold back from givin' ya a good whack for touchin' what's not yers to fondle.... Wait why the hell do you need me there? Don't tell me you're gonna make me our sous chef."

"Breakfast huh, do this with me and I'll make ya a spread myself back at my hideout civvy home. for dinner" He said with a smirk on his face..the pout on his face was obvious when she decided to change in the bathroom rather than out here with him. "We're goin' t' a cooking competion." He said as he took his hair and ruffles to the point that it's no longer slicked back. "There..got my disguise."

She caught that pout, what a pervert. He's lucky he's cu— Huh, so that's what he looked like with his hair down? Kinda cute. "You don't look half bad boss." She smirks as she reaches over to ruffle his dark locks. "I'll hold ya to that... So a cooking competition huh? Why're we doin' that?" Did he have a secret hobby for cooking or something? Or was there something more to it?

He’s reading that resume of hers and..it was great..phenomenal even. Kenjirou had spoken about a potential candidate for him, she didn’t ask too many questions, kept to herself and she could handle herself. Kore Malis..that last name does ring a bell. He’s seen it somewhere before or heard it from someone important but he couldn’t remember. However, his eyes then dart towards the woman. “With credentials like these..I’d say this gig’s too good for ya. Humor me…what’s someone with a degree comin’ t’ the yakuza for a paycheck?? Answer that and it's gonna end with you bein' hired."”

He was bound to ask why she applied. Honestly it was a bit of a whim since she's in between jobs right now and Kenji seemed to think highly of the chairman. "I got my degree in nursing and it's pretty much useless after getting my license revoked. I could go back to school to find somethin' else to do but at my age it'd be a pain in the ass to manage. If it pays decently and I get treated well then that's good enough for me. Whether it's linked to the Yakuza or not doesn't bother me." She leans back in her seat and kicks up her leg to rest it on her knee. "So..... What you think? When should I start?"

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"I've heard stories." These were a lot of horny old guys that stops at his cart and one thing that was common among the perverts was the joys of being 'nursed' by a woman and her bountiful bosom. "Ya know as a detective I need together my facts straight. Though there should be some ogre killer in the fridge for one of those days."

"Uh huh... Sure that's it." You know what.... Fuck it. She gets up and makes her way over to the fridge to fish out that damn ogre killer. It was the only way she was gonna get through this without getting embarrassed. After finding the bottle and prying it open to take a quick shot she coughs. "Ugh! Hooooo man that shit stings! Dunno how Chuu can down that shit like water..." She grimaces before setting down the bottle. "Ok.... So how it works is its a chemical that signals the brain to start producing milk. Now normally you gotta be pregnant or have a baby to do that. But it can trigger without it. And I happen to be one of those lucky women where I don't need a kid to lactate."

"I can't help it..I got soo much energy for most of the day." The pent up energy only fuels the one thing that does bring him adventure and that just happens to be having sex with her..however he lets that leave his mind for the moment to focus on one important point. "In the story you told me that, the fairy never dies but just gets reborn...there are a few times you even smell like magic but not from the ones we've seen..your magic smells different."

"Well yeah....If the fae king died the whole balance of nature would be thrown out of whack... To do that the story says the previous king will pick an heir to take the title." And in the story the king will choose an heir where they'll be able to be with the one they love.... "You don't think the magic I've been feeling is related to it do you?" It's not like they have a fairy they can just compare the smells to.