Mitsuki and Tohru fought for hours. Akihito was fighting too. He was roaring in pain. Mitsuki kicked at Tohru, but the witch dodged swiftly and sent a blast of energy at her. She deflected it with her hands and charged at him.
There wasn't much time left. Her barrier around the unconscious Misaki wouldn't last forever. Mitsuki was growing tired.
He shot at her again and grazed her shoulder. She winced but didn't falter. She landed a punch straight into his stomach, throwing him ten feet backwards. The wound on her shoulder healed quickly, but the area still throbbed.
While focused on her own pain, Tohru pinned her down. His hand in a fist, he kept her down on the ground.
Tohru laughed. "Hurting you has proved to be most…pleasing."
Mitsuki coughed and tried to sit up. "Why are you doing all this?"
His eyes narrowed and he sent another pulse of energy, her body sinking in to the ground even more. She screamed. Her body was so heavy, and it hurt so much. "Because of you," he bit out.
"I noticed you first a few years back. I saw you grow as your friend transformed into a giant monster."
"He's not a monster!" she yelled.
Tohru scoffed. "Whatever. It had been so long since I'd found someone so interesting. Someone so…" He trailed a finger down her cheek, and Mitsuki accidentally let out a whimper of fear. "Delectable," he finished, his hot breath fanning her face.
"You stay away from me," she said weakly.
"Oh, I know what consent is. I won't force you to love me." He laughed. "But I will kill your brother right in front of your eyes. I will keep you with me till you love me." Mitsuki struggled against the gravity, but it was no use.
"Now, it's time for you to sleep. Good night!" His hand started glowing and he cackled wildly, his hand headed straight for her chest.
Just before an energy blast almost hit Mitsuki, shards of ice barraged Tohru. The witch was impaled and bleeding, but he was also laughing maniacally.
"Mitsuki, get your friend." Hiroomi in his scarf, with all his holy power had appeared. She obeyed and snatched up Misaki, taking her to safety.
"And the brother appears," Tohru growled menacingly.
"You fucking hurt her," Hiroomi said, his eyes dark and dangerous. "You creepy asshole. You hurt Mitsuki."
"I was going to hurt her even worse," Tohru smirked. "I would have broken her ribs so she wouldn't ever run away."
A large ice spear struck Tohru in the chest, and the witch coughed up blood. "Did I strike a nerve?" the witch laughed. "You stupid humans and your romance. I tried it your way, but nooo. Incest was a far more suitable option than me."
"You shut your mouth!" Hiroomi ran at Tohru, scarf billowing in the wind.
Misaki started stirring on Misaki's back. "W-what's going on? Mitsuki?"
"You're awake?" She paused, sitting her against a fence. "What do you remember?"
"Tohru…oh god, he was doing horrible things. He made me do horrible things," Misaki said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"It wasn't you," Mitsuki said, picking her friend up again. "I'm getting you back home now. You've not been yourself for a while now."
She took her friend home, laying her on the front door step and ringing the bell. "Thank you," Misaki wailed, shaking in relief. "Thank you so much, Mitsuki." Mitsuki nodded and headed off.
She ran back to the battlefield, faster than she'd ever run before.
"I told you to stay away!" she screamed at Hiroomi. He blasted ice at the witch, keeping his attacks away from Mitsuki.
"When have I ever been know to listen?" Hiroomi yelled back. Mitsuki directed an attack away from Hiroomi.
Tohru panted. He started chanting and the two siblings staggered backward. Strange lights started coming out of the ground, and soon they were surrounded by dozens of the beasts that had attacked Mitsuki days prior.
Yakiimo started chittering in anger, and he hopped out of Mitsuki's shirt.
"Yakiimo! Come back here!"
Yakiimo hissed and tore out one of the beast's throats. Mitsuki would have to trust her pet to take care of this for now.
Still, there were so many, and Yakiimo couldn't take care of them all. They were trying to dodge Tohru's attacks and kill the beasts at the same time.
Tohru was strong, and it was taking two people to hold him off. However, Mitsuki was getting tired, and they all knew. Tohru started directing all of his attacks toward her, and that was when she broke. She collapsed to her knees and gasped for breath. She was so stupid, thinking she could do more. She heard Hiroomi yelling at her from the distance, but there was one voice that she focused in on.
"It's time for you to rest, Mitsuki."
Mitsuki's glossy eyes looked up, and there she was.
"Izumi?"
Her older sister took out her scythe and deflected every attack directed her way. Hiroomi decided to let her take up the slack. "Mitsuki, come here." He picked her up in his arms and brought her slightly farther away. "Stay here, I need to take care of Akihito. "
Hiroomi put a barrier around the struggling Akihito as Izumi fought.
No one expected a blood scythe to take Tohru's head clean off. Mirai staggered forward and kicked the head forward, the pain from her burns clearly affecting her. Izumi quickly grabbed it. "Hiroomi, Mirai, help me."
They sealed the head off. The body was no longer moving, but the witch was still alive, cackling.
"You can seal me away, but I'll always be there. I'll be waiting, MITSUKI-CHAN!" And then the head went silent.
However, Akihito was still growling and roaring in pain and struggle. Mirai limped forward. Mitsuki could do nothing but watch.
"Mirai, stay away from him. I have to kill him. He's too far gone," Izumi stated blandly.
"You kill him, and I'll kill you!" Mirai screamed, shielding Akihito with her body. "Don't you DARE come near him, you bitch!"
Izumi didn't falter, but she let Mirai have her way. For now.
"Akihito?" Mirai started. She grunted as she kneeled down. Akihito was shaking. "Akihito, please fight it, for me."
Akihito growled and writhed in place, fangs bared and body shaking. He was animalistic and he almost advanced on them. Hiroomi stepped in front of Mitsuki protectively. He tried to believe that Akihito could fight this, but he didn't know. He didn't know if Akihito could pull himself out of the pit.
Mitsuki started shaking. "Mirai, be careful."
Mirai approached her boyfriend, crawling forward. He swung at her and clipped her on the upper arm. She cried out, but she didn't stop.
"Akihito, fight it. You know who you are. I won't let you go down this path," Mirai stuttered. She touched his face, and recognition and desperation flashed in his eyes.
He leaned into her shoulder, his eyes monstrous. His claws dug into her arms, but she didn't let the pain stop her.
"Akihito, please. I need you," Mirai pleaded, tears running down her face. Akihito bellowed and pulled away from her. He started grunting, as if trying to say something.
"I love you!" Mirai sobbed, wrapping her arms around his chest. His arms jerked toward her slowly.
His breathing slowed, and no more animalistic sounds escaped him. Mirai relaxed into his embrace, and her tears soaked his shirt. "I love you too," he whispered. "Thank you."
They took him back to Ayaka's to rest. Then it was time for them to do the same.
Mitsuki was still exhausted, but she tried to comfort Mirai through her pain. She put ointment on the cuts on Mirai's arms and cold wet washcloths on her friend's back. "You burned yourself to save him."
Mirai chuckled. "I love him. What could I do?"
Mitsuki wanted to cry. And she did. Her friend would be scarred forever because of Tohru. Tohru wasn't even dead. His head was sealed away in the Nase household, in the deepest cellar of their mansion. He would always be there, waiting.
"Mirai, try to get some sleep." She left a bottle of painkillers near her friend, but it didn't matter. Mirai was tired, too.
Mitsuki headed to bed, but Izumi was there. "You've been sleeping in the same bed," she stated flatly.
"It's none of your business," Mitsuki retorted hotly.
"It'd indecent, what you two are doing."
"What are you even doing here?" Mitsuki yelled. "Where have you been? How dare you show up here without a single word, not one explanation?"
Izumi gulped. "I've been purifying myself."
"Purifying yourself," Mitsuki echoed, her arms crossed.
"You wouldn't understand," Izumi said. "You're not dedicated enough to the craft."
"Ha." Mitsuki turned her back on her. "Good night."
Mitsuki climbed into bed next to Hiroomi. He flipped over and took her into his arms.
"She's right outside," Mitsuki whispered.
"I don't care." He kissed her deeply and pulled her closer, burying his face in her hair. "Your first witch, yeah?"
"I can't believe he did that all because of me," she murmured. She felt herself almost retch. "And we couldn't even kill him, with all of us."
"You did the most work," Hiroomi muttered, stroking her hair. "I was so proud."
"Both Akihito and Mirai are hurt."
"You almost died," Hiroomi said, sitting up on his elbows. "You exhausted yourself of almost all your energy."
"I was just a little dizzy."
"No, Mitsuki." He stroked her face. "You were really going to kill him to save Akihito."
"Yes, okay? I would have done anything for our friends." She sobbed. "I would have done anything to keep you safe, but in the end I needed you to save me."
"Oh, baby," Hiroomi cooed, and Mitsuki felt a pleasant shiver travel up her spine. "We all need help. He was strong."
"Call me that again."
"Baby, I love you," he said, kissing her forehead.
"I want to have sex!" she blurted. "Right now." She squeezed his bulge lightly, and Hiroomi inhaled sharply.
"That's not a good idea-"
"Hiroomi, I want you," she whined, pressing her groin against his.
His self-control broke. He pinned her under him and he grinded his erection against her crotch. Mitsuki's breath came out in short puffs. She kissed him, tongue slipping into his mouth. Their tongues tangled together, and Hiroomi pressed against her more insistently.
After a day of fighting, they were both full of adrenaline. They were rough and needy.
Hiroomi latched onto her neck and sucked hard. Mitsuki gasped and wrapped her legs around his waist. She bucked against him once, and he bit down on her shoulder.
"Clothes off, now," Hiroomi demanded, and Mitsuki let out one shuddering breath. They both stripped quickly, and Hiroomi opened up his drawer, pulling out a condom. Hiroomi grabbed Mitsuki, hoisting her up onto the wall, his hips pinning her up. "God, you're so wet," he whispered sliding his cock on her nether lips. He slipped a finger inside her, and Mitsuki wriggled her hips.
"More."
Hiroomi put it in another, curling it on the spongy part of her pussy. "Oh, God!" Mitsuki cried out, her hips gyrating against him. Even though there was an uncomfortable stretch, he knew how to touch her. His thumb was drawing circles on her clit, and she kissed him to muffle the lewd sounds she was making. "Please, now!"
Hiroomi would have said no, but he couldn't wait any longer. Rolling on the condom, he slid in the head of his cock between her folds. Her face contorted in discomfort. "Are you okay?"
"Keep going," she grit out.
Hiroomi sighed and continued pushing in his member, careful not to go too fast. He panted lightly, the tightness around his member making his stomach tighten.
He thrust once experimentally, and Mitsuki whimpered. He rolled his hips, brushing that sweet spot inside of her. She bit her lip and clung to him tightly.
"You feel so good," Hiroomi whispered, and Mitsuki quivered in his grasp. He slowly thrust inside her, twisting a nipple in his fingers.
MItsuki started thrust back against Hiroomi. His legs started going weak so he moved them to the bed.
Mitsuki looked into his eyes. "Show me what you can do, Hiroomi."
Hiroomi growled. He flipped Mitsuki over onto her stomach and thrust into her again roughly, setting a hard and fast pace. Mitsuki let out high-pitched moans with each thrust. She couldn't help but reach back and hold the searing hand on her hip. His hips smacked against her bottom, and Hiroomi loved watching her ass jiggle, perverted as it was.
Her face and chest were flushing, and Hiroomi knew she was close. He brought one of his hands down between her legs and furiously rubbed her clit.
Mitsuki cried out as she came, bucking back at the cock pumping inside her. The tightening of her pussy brought Hiroomi over the edge. He groaned deeply, hips slowing.
He collapsed right beside her, bringing Mitsuki to his chest. "Are you okay?" he panted, petting her hair.
"Yes," Mitsuki replied, "I've never been better. Now come closer. It's getting cold."
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